Pilanita has spent last week in Pokhara. The travel by bus from Indian border was really exciting...
Buses in Nepal are overcrowded and there os no alternative way of transport. People even accept to travel on the roof with all the luggage and goats and the music bands...
Usually the guy sitting on the roof has some work to do: to make sure the luggage is still on the right place and to give some signals to the driver that has limited visibility on the curvy road.
Pilanita after hours of confusion has learnt how to recognised those signals perfectly:
1)one bang on the roof means: go ahead!!
2)whistle means stop! there is a passanger waiting on the road
3)hehee!! means stop somebody got sick!
But it was worth it. Pokhara is a magical, peaceful place. We were lucky to cycle around the beautiful lake (and by the way it was the only one city were traffic wasn't too chaotic to have a ride). We were trainig before the first serious trekk in our "everything but fit life"
On pictures the buffalo- Hindi people don't eat cows, but they munch this cute animal with pleasure... go well with momos. Pokhara lake and the public laundry.
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