When I imagine pigeons, I think of the peculiar blue and grey birds who waddle, utterly fearless, through the streets of our nameless metropolises. Our worlds are built upon such institutions; we expect that when we see a pigeon, it will look — pretty much — the same as the ones we’ve seen before. So imagine my reaction when, in Patan Square, Kathmandu, I encountered PINK PIGEONS! Indeed, the pink variety do look — pretty much — the same as the ‘traditional’ variety; however, the surreal switch from blue to PINK dealt a blow to my reality; the world would never look quite the same again.