Nepal certainly did leave an impression on me. And I can't say that I didn't leave me own impression on Nepal. Although I'm not sure whether sprinkling of pee against the mountainside really counts as an impression. When it's –20 degrees Celsius, it isn't always convenient to walk long distances for a little midnight wee.

I'm back in India now. My snot has turned black and because I haven't shaved in over a month I appear like a mean terrorist.

Here, instead of having dogs roaming the streets there are monkeys; stray dogs instead of stray cats; cats replace rats as the dirty, rarely-seen vermin. And rats are worshipped like gods and are given their own temple within which to dwell (The Temple of Rats, in Khujaraho). Cows roam the streets freely and do as they please. It seems as though many humans are still trying to find their place amongst all the animals.

India's an extremely interesting place. There's so much cultural diversity, but unfortunately there's also a lot of dust and pollution.