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2003-09-29 - Pokhara (Day 166)

"Excuse me, do you speak English?" I am asked as I wandered back into the hotel. A young kid, maybe 18, apparently Chinese-American was raising the question and I replied that I did. The conversation with Kevin, his name, became a little freakier though:

Kevin: "Can you go see what they are saying about me?"
Me: "Who?"
Kevin: "Everyone"
Me: "All of Pokhara?" (a little factiously)
Kevin: "Yes" (with no humor at all)
Me: "I don't think anyone is talking about you"
Kevin: "Yes they are, its in the newspaper..."
Me: "Which one?"
Kevin: "All of them..."
Me: "Dude, the newspapers are written in Nepali, how would you know?"


The conversation went on for a little while longer with Kevin telling me that people were watching him, laughing and more exciting, TV stations were following him around with cameras and there were even cameras in his bathroom.

My first thought was, "Dude you are having a bad trip, chill out" but he swore that he hadn't taken any drugs and he did seem very lucid though paranoid beyond belief. I told him he was way too paranoid and what he was saying wasn't making any sense, but still, I was heading to dinner and invited him along. At least it was going to be an interesting conversation.

We talked for over two hours and Kevin calmed down a lot and started questioning what he was thinking a little, but as I left he said, "Ok, I guess its like this, my uncle must be taking money to have the TV guys follow me..." I guess I didn't help get rid of the ghosts that were following him, but at least I bought him a little something to eat and he was calmer when I left.

One does have weird experiences on the road

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