With tibetian prayers fresh in my heart I left to enter the world of buses and bus tickets once again and to head to the border of Nepal in anticipation to explore the heart of the Himalayas, the roof of the world....Sagamartha, yes I am coming. I would like a bus ticket pleeeeease! Inside the familiar cold grey walls of the bus ticket office I walked confidently up to the ticket booth, “I go Nepal, Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease”......”no!” Came back the reply, “what! No, no, no, no, look I have visa, its good, its good look at it and this look it at, yeah, a travel permit, yeah..... Go on then tell me I can’t go......”No!” Came back the reply again. She thrust my passport and bits of paper back at me, through the slit in the window,
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