We woke this morning to the noises of Kathmandu. The tooting of horns and the barking of dogs seem to overwhelm, but then if you listen closely there is birds chirping, bells ringing and music, perhaps a mosque, droning somewhere to the west.
It is 6am and I am sitting on the rooftop seating of the guesthouse Avalon. The city fills the valley as far as I can see. The low green hills to the north are draped in the rainy season mists beyond them somewhere are the Himalaya.