“ O dear Himalaya...why are you so amazing, can I kiss your peak or can I just let your silence speak...O dear Himalaya... Santosh Kalwar
“ … everything was fresh, green and particularly beautiful. Afternoon light, filtering between remnants of monsoon clouds, picked out gullies and spot-lit patches of forest and scrub on the convoluted r… Jane Wilson-Howarth
“ After midday, the rain eased, and the Land Rover rode into Pokhara on a shaft of storm light. Next day there was humid sun and shifting southern skies, but to the north a deep tumult of swirling grays… Peter Matthiessen
