This is a little more personal and less strictly book-related.
Hard to believe it was a year ago today that I got my first look at Mt Everest. I woke up in Namche Bazaar, and before breakfast my guide walked me up the hill to the Tenzing Norgay monument. He knew the clouds could close in later in the day, and that my view of the world's highest peak was not guaranteed. After breakfast we hiked up to the Hotel Everest View, where I spent the next two nights.
On the way down through Namche I bought two packs of prayer flags, large and small, as gifts for the people back home. But a year has gone by and I still have three large and three small strings of them, still carefully rolled and never used or given out.
I'm wondering if any of my readers would be interested in genuine Nepali prayer flags, lovingly carried down the mountain from Namche Bazaar to Lukla ("the world's most dangerous airport") by an author whose work they enjoy.
If that's you, let me know in the comments. Because these should be out in the world, unfurled. And if you missed all of this last year, the photos are HERE.
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