On the short flight from Lukla to Kathmandu I tried to reflect on my long journey that started also in this vibrant city, long before the first earthquake. I remember that I was full of enthusiasm when I left town together with Lhakpa in a bus full of expedition equipment. Once the Twin Otter had landed, I realized that things had changed here. There were a lot people sleeping in tents in public parks or in open fields. I had a feeling that there were a lot more people outside now than after the first earthquake, but maybe I was just overwhelmed by the damage and number of people I saw in these huge “tent towns”.