By the time we got to Kathmandu most of us on the truck were pretty tired or each other and we went our separate ways. We were staying at different hotels, so we didn't run into each other than much. We did get together at some "fancy" restaurant for a final meal.

One of the American women on the trip was Jane. Jane could have been attractive, but she had very short hair, wore mannish clothes and no make up. Her main interest seemed to be in obtaining various drugs along the way. I happened to run into her on afternoon in the downtown area of Kathmandu when she pulled me aside and showed me her latest score: it was the nicest chocolate brown hunk of hashish that I'd ever seen. It must have weighed a kilo or more. She had the biggest grin on her face. I never saw her again.