The waiter came to their table with glasses of water. “Namaste,” the man said, and pressed his hands together in a prayerful manner. “Something to drink?”
“Yes, coffee. Black, please,” Cam said.
Michelle ordered green tea. After the waiter left, she said, “I thought I’d be jet-lagged, but I’m not.”
“Neither am I, thank God.”
Michelle sat back and cast a glance around the room, taking in the foreign chatter, the coming and goings of the staff and the view of the city beyond. She shook her head. She was really in Nepal!
Cam smirked. “What?”
“I can’t believe we’re here,” Michelle said.
“I know,” Cam replied, smiling and looking around. “It’s like we stepped into another world.”
Michelle couldn’t agree more as the waiter came to their table. It was good to be here with her best friend
