Sun, 5/6.  Other than watch a little cricket, did nothing.  Never left the hotel.  Extremely windy.  Very hot.  The breakfast here barely supports western tastes.  They apparently don’t consume eggs.  Pastries with “no eggs used” signs.

Tomorrow we’ll fly to Bhutan, where I’ll hopefully do stuff.  I’ve spent three days traveling or sitting.  There are indications that I’ll have connectivity, but I don’t know how good it’ll be.  (In 2016, only 7,300 Americans entered Bhutan.  Our consulate for Bhutan is in India.  It’s that remote.)