Commitment

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Years ago Jack and I spent a month in Nepal. We were exhausted and elated by Kathmandu, our week at Chitwan National Park, and a persistent tour guide who took us to his family home in the actual middle of jungle where we were treated to warm milk complete with water buffalo hairs floating on top. So, when we arrived in Pokhara on the shoulder of the beautiful Fishtail peak of the Himalayas, we were ready for a long rest. We stayed at the Stupa Hotel, owned by the King of Brunei and managed...