In Nepal I got on the wrong bus to Kathmandu. Two buses were leaving at the same time, from the same bus station, heading to the same destination…

Riding on the top of a bus in Nepal.
An old self-portrait from a fun ride: on the top of a bus in Nepal. Click to see larger image.

The guy that sold me the ticket, pointed me to the wrong bus. The bus that I was supposed to be on, had left just before the one I weren’t supposed to be on and my argument that both buses were heading to the same place and that I had a ticket to that place, didn’t seem to make any sense to them… So, the bus driver were speeding to catch up with the other one, so that I could get on the right bus.
By that time, the bus was kind of full and I told the driver that I wanted to sit on the roof instead of in the aisle. On the roof the other passengers had stored bags of rice, which are very comfortable to lay down/sit on.
I can’t remember exactly how long the drive was, but it took a day – probably somewhere between 6-8 hours.

There was a black guy up there on the roof too. Luckily he didn’t speak any English, so instead of wasting our time on empty small talk we both relaxed and enjoyed the view. For most parts, the roads were good, but as you can see from the photos, some construction work was going on here and there…

Lonesome Highway by Shane MacGowan

As I wonder down
the long lonesome highway
I meet other people on the way
the broken hearted lovers
who’ve been left along the byway
living by night and hiding from the day

The people I meet
as I go on my way
they all have a story to tell
how they once had a lover
who left them on the byway
to wander this lonesome hell

and if you know, don’t let me go
I love you so

So as I carry on
down the long lonesome highway
I meet other people on the way
more broken hearted lovers
who’ve been left along the byway
living by night and hiding from the day

and if you know, don’t let me go
cause I love you so
I love you so

 

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