Thamel is the chaotic heart of Kathmandu. With hundreds of tiny streets and alleys, this tourist district can be pure madness. The smallest of cars scrape by each other, horns blaring, while sharing the choked street with cows, holy men and a sea of humanity. And through it all squeaks the signature rubber ducky sound of the rickshaw men slowly pushing their way through the congestion. They truck merchandise between shops, travelers on holiday and locals to work. Their bikes are relics of Indian design, now heavily modified. Some fold out for sleeping at night. Others are little more than jumbled piles of rust bouncing down the street. Regardless, racing around the alleys of Thamel in a rickshaw is an unforgettable experience.