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  <body>Nyalam is a bunch of nothing really. The altitude is 12,440 feet here and is full of pigs and dogs running around. The guest house were staying at is one notch up from yesterday (Kodari Guest House in Nepal) but thats not a lot. The toilet is public and is at the end of the street. Kind of a dump chute made out of concrete that of course runs in the river. 
I dont think anyone would believe the places weve stayed, especially the toilets. The one right by the guest house is totally medieval. You walk down a very narrow passage to a door with a slit in it. Inside is dark you can see the light coming through the floor. There is a narrow place to squat over and let er fly. Totally gross. My bandanna has come in very useful in places like this. I think I only will use this place in an emergency and walk down the block to the concrete place. The rooms are accessed up a ladder-like stairway. They havent been cleaned in years but have a strange ambiance about them. The curtains in here have palm trees on them and sail boats. The ceiling is fabric with balloons and clouds. Well at least there is hot water in the thermos. The last place just had newspapers stuck to cardboard with a grass-like matting for the ceiling. 

May 18, 1994 
We are staying at the Snow Land hotel again. I noticed when we drove in that the concrete public toilet is now gone! Yikes I wonder where we go now. We unpacked in our same little room and walked around searching for beer. I asked the lady downstairs selling stuff where the toilet was. She grabbed my arm and off we went. I really didnt have to go but she was on a mission. We flew down the street and then made a quick turn down an alley. I could barely keep up with her on the steep rocks leading down a hill. In the back of the buildings was a hill leading to the river below. She looked around and then pulled her pants down and squatted. Oh OK, I guess this is the place. I had better pee since she had gone to all the trouble running down the hill. After going I looked around again and saw a bunch of people; men, women, little kids all squatting around doing there business right here on the hillside. Wow talk about public use areas! I thanked the lady and walked on back to the hotel. The little hotel had had a small prehistoric potty hole but it was now locked since the public facilities were bulldozed. The logic in that fails me also but you really dont asked about stuff here.</body>
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