We stepped into Sam's Bar, a popular bar hidden upstairs in a street of Thamel. The music was loud and the place crowded, but the atmosphere relaxed and welcoming. Scanning the room, we looked for Robin and saw him, one elbow resting on the counter, beer in hand, chatting with some Nepali friends. Arboring hair as white as the himalayan snows and a short trimmed salt and pepper beard, a small round belly and smoking cigarettes, Robin didn't appear, at first glance, to be the