So me and Jo stayed on for another night in Delhi as there was some festival on in Nepal (and India) that meant all the trains were packed out. We caught one at midday on the 1st Nov and travelled over night to Gorakphur and then got a bus to the Nepali border (Sunali) and then a bus from there to Pokhara.
The night train would have been sweet but we shared some dinner with a local lady (seemed rude to decline though it sure wasn't great) and this seemed to make her assume she had earned the right to share my sleeper bed with me on the way along with her son. Now i wouldn't usually mind but they just wouldn't sit still! And these beds are not exactly large so I was crunched up and mmmm, fun times.
The bus to the border was a bus ride but the one to Pokhara was a bit more exciting. We travelled on the roof with a local guy we'd met who was determined to make us his brothers. We've since learnt we have an entire extended family over here that we didn't even know about!
On the way in it all looked a lot like India but the closer we got to Pokhara the better it got...
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