Beautiful Bella Nepal Nepali IV star lighting

"Immediately (In a moment)," in my understanding — a fairly normal people understand-was "immediately" and "few minutes" or "soon".

May this word here, especially in the eyes of the concept of Nepal drivers, apparently not so short. From the morning to buy a ticket, I repeatedly asked him when starting, the answer is called at a "go!"

In the "horse" that time, the driver had a leisurely breakfast, drink a few cups of tea, fruit spread around pocket a few rings, hit two phones, also a game of chess.

Finally, when the passenger to cargo quickly filled, he seems to have finally come to think of it he is doing, jumped on the train, press a few speakers, fiddling with a few steering wheel, and brake the throttle.

I looked at his watch, eleven, I heard the first "immediately" until now, has been over two hours but think ultra low fares and there are eight hours later to bokhara, I think it's acceptable.

Who knows what car soon stopped, as if the road ahead is blocked, because there are many car around a lot of people are motionless.

Drivers on took half a day, come back up a few words began to reverse. Vehicle passengers do not let down, but also around the driver said, not for a moment they wake up. The driver looked very impatient, the car keys a pull, throwing off a car, a car to go to the next to smoke. So get off with passengers to catch up with him to the theory, but some passengers are picked up your luggage.

The two sides of the car the next deadlock soon days began to rain, drivers and most of the people back in the car, can they quarrel not stopped, nothing to say.

I'm sitting in the car on the back of the location, just started I was trying to understand what they're loud, later discovered that it was in vain. The car apart from me and two sleeping from boarding in Korea who is local, after about no one speak English, I'm trapped in the Tower of Babel.

There is nothing, I took out my iPod, but after listening to one will hear it; and took out novels, discovery read word not to mind.

Bad weather coupled with a glance to the boundary of await as I hung up the lead on, so that I can easily. I started blaming yourself, feel the brain must be broken, was home to the cozy days but ran here to suffer. But at the same time feel that this is a unique experience that is on your patience and tolerance considerations, wait and hope that is the only thing I can do ... ... ... ... Again two hours later, the car people after several rounds of theory, seems to be consensus. Drivers will be launched again, the car turned off for a while, then turned down the road, start in the muddy fields.

Vehicle recovery, quiet, I tough through heavy luggage and human barriers to climb to the top of the front row, ask the driver where we go, he said, l.

I asked him if he was not the traffic that is not to late to, he was head said. Asked why he fired back, he said: "the Protest. Road Block. Another Way!” I see I was relieved, but do not understand why so much things to spend so much time making decisions.

Out of the rain, the roadside scenery gradually clear.

Near the lush rice fields in the distance was long, in the middle of the castle called out the names of broad-leaved trees in the wind shook his blade, along the House chimney subtle smoke, plus road uniforms neat students and toil of the farmer, constitute an unretouched yet fresh and beautiful paintings — the pastoral.

Car to the mountain is the night, the Crooked Road, next to the circled up, a muddy river in the Valley Pentium.

Although it is not clear from the River, but through the underwater ROAR, can feel its wide raging. The mountain has flashes of thin streams looming in the fog, as if those white ribbon dreadlocks down from heaven. In the distance there is little light at the top of the Hill all the time, people do not know the stars in the sky.

In the Valley wet mountain road, the car would have turned out to be as fast, sometimes in order to bypass a rain of debris washed down, also had to more slowly, there are so minute, that I think will never be able to make boccara.

But just go to me also no harm, I already want to open, maybe sometimes a trip really don't care about destinations, but don't forget the scenery along the way.

Fly in the ointment, is empty in the abdomen.

Early in the morning to buy fruits eaten, the street stall is above the dirt fear lay the flies ate also runs, do not know my next meal where waiting for me. Next to the two Korea people since the days of black is not asleep, now magic from their large backpack to work out a few to eat boiled eggs Peel, see my dead-end job and direct pharynx saliva ...

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