We went to the varanasi station around 11pm to catch the night train to Gorakhpor. Sleeper section. Loud, and crowded. With little to no sleep we arrived in Gorakhpor around 9am. We found a bus leaving to the Nepal border, which would take around 3 hours. It was a local bus, meaning not much room to breathe. People on your lap, people on the floor, people everywhere. Around 1pm, After 3 clostrophobic hours of sweaty madness we arrived at he border. We made it through with no problems, and we received a 1 month visa which is just what we were looking for. We find out the next bus leaving to kathmandu is at 7pm,amd it's a night bus. A local night bus. We waited 5 hours for the bus, and then jumped on. This bus was probably the worst bus experience of my life. The room was limited. Another clostrophobic ride where with little room. Throughout the ride I had a Nepal women sit on my lap, and Nepal man continually try and ask me questions about my life, and multiple people sleeping on me. The bus went through the windy foothills of Nepal, and since I wasn't sleeping the entire night I got the pleasure of seeing 4 big vehicles that ran off the road or were on their sides. Around 5-6am we arrived n kathmandu, but this wasn't the end. After a search for a taxi driver who knew how to get to our hotel it was still another 5-km drive. The drive was good, until about half halfway the taxi stalls out. After 5 minutes of listening to this car grasp for life I get out and start pushing. The car starts, the car stalls. The car starts, the car stalls. Eventually we make it to the hotel, exhausted and fatigued. "do you have any rooms?"....." sorry, sir, youre going to have to wait". We wait in the lobby for about an hour before we get some beds, and like tree being chopped down we collapse into unconsciousness.
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