It’s hard to say what I was expecting as the local bus rumbled to the border at Sonauli for us to cross into Nepal. Tired and sore - we’d all been duped and put on a local bus rather than a coach to the border and the journey had so far involved many arguments, much tension, a flat tyre, several mosquito bites and the ongoing suspicion that the situation wasn’t going to improve any time soon - still misery loves company and there were at least 12 of us all clinging together for support as we arrived at the border. I completed the relevant forms and started the walk across the border, reached for my camera to take a picture but the battery was flat and, as the clock ticked round to 10pm (we should have
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