
Do you know what it’s like to be in a garage where the thermometer has just slipped past 90 degrees, next to a car with a running motor? I do. I’m in Kathmandu at the moment, and that is exactly what it feels like here. It’s madness! I’ll admit that what you’re reading is not completely politically correct, but indulge me. I’m allowed, and I’ll tell you why. I’ve been involved in the project New SADLE for many years. It’s an impressive undertaking, working with former leprocy victims on the edge of the Kathmandu Valley.
Before I tell you about the project, though, I want to wade into my Love-Hate relationship with Nepal. This country leaves an emotional mark on you. The filth, the complete chaos in the streets, the smog – it’s unimaginable. Okay, I haven’t been to Mexico City, but I’ve been around, just the same. The airport was chaos, and my ride seemed to have evaporated into the hot air. Then I promptly fled my hotel for another. I know, it’s all ‘business as usual’ if you’ve been to Kathmandu. But that doesn’t make it any less annoying.
But then, of course, there are the things I love: I’m at New SADLE today. And I’m surrounded by people whom I have known for as long as 14 years. People who tirelessly commit themselves to helping “their people”, under the hardest of conditions in this impoverished country. And I know again now, why I am here.

For years, New SADLE has made hessnatur’s wonderful Pashmina-Scarf. But New SADLE is also a nursing home, caring for aged, former victims of leprocy. These people are healed, but frankly, what’s gone is gone. With sometimes massive loss of extremities, the people here need assistance, and support. These people would otherwise be on the streets, begging, and wasting away under wretched conditions. It is always impressive how these people now live in their home at the edge of the Kathmandu Valley. The air polution is noticably less here, by the way, as the New SADLE compound perches high on the slope leading into the valley.
If it doesn’t bore you, and if I can manage to get on-line again soon, I’ll write some more. Until then, Nahmaste (I greet the God in you). Nice, isn’t it? God, I love this place!
