woke up too early today (5am). what am i, still in saudi? but with my cloudy head, (last night an introduction to nepali whiskey, which was only to be dinner) i met up with mahendra and headed to the bus.
so we were hurried (for a change, not the fault of mine) and took a cab to the 'tourist bus'. so yeah, tourist bus. local without the chickens. not that i mind in the slightest, but hate the the up-sale and the unnecessary costs with that.
welcome again, my friend, to the ole bait-n-switch. what happens when you rely on others to sort out your own arrangement. once realized, i knew that what was to be 6 hours, would probably be 10 and i waited for the produce and chickens. been here, done this.
the drive revealed some amazing first glimpses of the mountains, a decent lunch stop and meeting up with a dutch guy by the name of florian, whom would join mahendra and i for three days shy of the whole trek.
it was a short walk to our first lodge, a taste of lux and ease before the coming austerity package that trekking off season tends to be. tomorrow is the first day and the river shall sing me to sleep.
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