a day bus with a broken seat which kept falling down on this moaning isreali was the extent of our trip. the nature was supreme..the roads winding and good, the bridges we crossed a bit scary, the stop at a good food place with lush fields all around, and then the last 60 kms before pokhara the road died and became a continous speed bump. the bus shook like a drill for one hour, it was awful and funny at the same time.. but we arrived in pokhara, stayed at a cheap and beautifully located guest house, woke up to see the sun spreading its red embers across the annapurna ranges glorious peaks, ate good meals in roadside restaurants with cheap menus and smiling waiters, listened to music in the afternoons, went down to the lake for sunset, enjoyed it immensely and were actually sad when we left, cause we had to prioritise time to be back in bombay for when my friend was landing, and we still had north india, rajastan and diu to do....
so away it was, on the night bus to the border which turned out to be a local bus that we really should not have taken, cramped and noisy and impossible to sleep in, and the driver stopped at 3 in the morning for 2 hours, left the bus in the middle of the road and buggered off to sleep !! haha.. anyways, we arrived at the border, went through all the bureaucracy and caught another bus from the border to gorakhpur where we were going to catch a train to dehra dun....
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