Sliding down from heaven 

PATAN, NEPAL: Intrigued by an open door and a welcome sign I crossed the threshold into a marble entrance. My curiosity had gotten the better of me, I wanted to know what was inside, and if I would be allowed to go in. Greeted by a man who spoke no English but could see my questioning expression he signaled to me to come in. Did I need to leave my shoes with him before I walked through the next door? I stopped to read the inscriptions aligned to the photographs on the wall. This is the Golden Temple.

PATAN, NEPAL:  Intrigued by an open door and a welcome sign I crossed the threshold into a marble entrance. My curiosity had gotten the better of me, I wanted to know what was inside, and if I would be allowed to go in. Greeted by a man who spoke no English but could see my questioning expression he signaled to me to come in. Did I need to leave my shoes with him before I walked through the next door? I stopped to read the inscriptions aligned to the photographs on the wall, hoping there was something in them to tell me what I needed to guide me to my next step. This is the Golden Temple.

Quick, where is the guidebook?

Golden Temple, Patan, Nepal
Golden Temple, Patan, Nepal

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