High times in the High Himalaya
May 30th 2007 One hundred yards out of the garage the bus shuddered to a halt. “Besi Saha! Besi Saha!”, cried the two lads hanging out from the doorway at the side of the bus, alerting potential passengers to the destination of the bus. Noone got on and the bus accelerated at just above snail pace, creaking and groaning over the pot holes in the road.
“Now we’re on our way!”, I thought, prematurely.
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