Kitten Heels in Kathmandu: Adventures of a Female Vagabond

By Mary Bartnikowski

Approximately Mary’s writing:

"Wise, hot, witty, it ripples with impolite, righteous enjoyable and even as deals profound insights into the character of inventive expression. It resonates from best to backside with deep and abiding humanity. this is an impossible to resist publication full of practicality and spirituality alike. it truly is crucial examining for all precise souls of sunshine who love literature."

- Prof. Richard Walter, Screenwriting Chairman, UCLA movie School

“A blast of unpolluted air, a extra in-your-face Erma Bombeck”

- San Francisco Chronicle

“Candid and edgy”

- San Jose Mercury News

“Along the traces of Virginia Woolf yet in an irreverent voice corresponding to Annie Lamott.”

- Palo Alto Weekly

“She talks approximately issues that I wouldn’t inform my top friend.”

- Mary’s Mom

A sassy, heart-pounding, real story of wanderlust, and the pleasure of flying by way of the seat of your pants.

What occurs while a high-spirited, solo mother and photographer unearths her lifestyles becoming too tightly and comes to a decision to chop unfastened and be loose?

Newly minted as a lone warrior, she moves out on her personal after elevating her teenager son and takes us on a water slide experience from mystical Machu Picchu to the rooftop of the area in Nepal gaining knowledge of the joys and transformation of trip and worldwide humanitarian work.

Around the realm via bus, boat, teach, and airplane without significant checking account and intensely little electrical energy she communes with llamas in Peru, rides elephants bareback in Nepal, meditates within the Himalayas, surfs in Ecuador, salsa dances with infants in Colombia, and cracks up young children instructing English in India.

Like a martini combined with metaphysics, this gutsy experience booklet explores the nice, the undesirable, and the provocative and peopled mosaic of crossing foreign borders strolling, damn Bolivian busses, being besieged via red meat in Buenos Aries, taking pictures images for orphanages, faculties, and ashrams, and hitchhiking within the Himalayas.

And you don’t also have to depart your place.

Drop shipped into 3rd global nations with little greater than a language dictionary and her personal playful spirit she leaves in the back of the luggage of her lifestyles; her mattress, assets, and break-up after 20 years of marriage and discovers her new prestige as a loose and unfettered lady.

With an strange mix of non secular panache and deadpan hilarity Kitten Heels captivates with sheer pride and an enormous dose of courage.

Full colour picture variation, full of wonderful photographs from Asia, South the United States and vital America.

About Mary's Writing:

“Along the traces of Virginia Woolf yet in an irreverent voice comparable to Annie Lamott.”

- Palo Alto Weekly

“Raw emotion, an excellent read.”

- Library Journal

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Gosh, i've got a son the right age to get married. the place did his adolescence pass? It went at breakneck pace for me. Wasn’t he simply in highschool? The years are screaming via. lifestyles goes extra swiftly now. There are just 6 other folks the following doing meditation. they give the impression of being attention-grabbing yet we can’t check with one another it isn't allowed. we need to be silent other than once we speak with Sally, the top nun. All my defilements, greedy, and attachments are arising during this retreat. there's nowhere to run and conceal it’s correct below my nostril.

I assumed I’d by no means wash my hand back, his DNA was once on it. yet right here in India i used to be scared of his tremendous Tibetan bodyguards and that i desired to get the picture. Now that it’s over i do know it’s extra very important to compliment the gusto and probability being damage via a bodyguard for a flavor of divinity. I needed to run to meet up with him. he's a 76-year-old saint yet he strikes like a two decades younger guy, there's a floating caliber to his stroll. His ft leap calmly on the planet like he’s going to upward thrust into the ethers any moment.

I've got a few hair left and that i don’t are looking to screw up the few strands i must paintings with. might be i'll simply lower all of it off and shave my head yet I don’t are looking to seem like I’m a nun or i've got melanoma. So whilst it’s in every single place it appears to be like stable aside from the truth that within the entrance there's an inch of root nonetheless exhibiting and you may see the special line of the place the bleach begins to lighten the hair. I don’t appear like i used to be born this fashion. So I depart the salon and get agitated that this can be bothering me quite a bit. i've got traveled within the Himalayas and feature gotten serene and secure, I can be in a position to take care of this new challenge.

Should you get bored of one state you simply visit one other one. i've been via scare warnings, Maoist demonstrations, taking pictures sprees, and the lifting of ceasefires. What subsequent? the confidence of so-called trained americans pondering they be aware of what's going the following in Nepal. We’re in Nepal and we don’t be aware of. All these lectures I needed to pay attention from dum-dums who knew not anything. switch the topic, I’m now not listening. palms in ears l. a. los angeles l. a.. ultimately the bus is relocating. nearly. now we have been sitting right here for a part hour.

Then a Bolivian guy got here to my rescue. He seemed me within the eye and stated in English, “Do you must get off the bus to visit the bano now? ” “Si, si! ” He marched all the way down to the bus motive force and ordered him to forestall for me. The bus halted in under a minute. And after jumping out the door i used to be rewarded with a powerful view of a deep crimson and orange sundown as I crouched in the back of the bus peeing. i realized numerous males jumped off to do an analogous. That younger guy got here ahead for my honor. And for my bladder.

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