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Nepali busrides…

Sitting in the local bus I see and experience a million things I want to write about. In my mind I have the whole post written already but it’s a challenge to put those beautiful experiences into words later. A local busride can be quite dangerous as they drive like crazy but I still enjoy them a lot…everytime I’m on the local bus some special, unforgettable moments seem to happen. I want to share some of my busmoments with you because it tells something about the beautiful and friendly Nepali mentality…

I’m sitting in a bus, as always filled with Nepali people and with the same loud Nepali music put on repeat in every bus. Everytime when I think there is really no more space another one jumps in with 10 kilos of rice and 2 chickens. Amazing how many people they fit into 1 bus. And when there’s really no more squeezing in possible, they’ll jump on top. I’m lucky this time because I have a seat and I’m looking out of the window at the daily life outside. Daily life here happens outside, in the streets. The houses are simple and basic because they don’t live inside, like we do in Holland almost the whole year except for those few weeks of summer.

So just walking in the streets is already an ‘excursion’ itself. I see woman ‘delouse’ each other, people drinking ‘chai’, cooking samosa’s, barbers shaving the men, children walking to school in their school uniforms, beggars sleeping in the heat of the sun…I feel like I want to be part of it. After almost 3 months I know a little bit more about their culture, the way they live, the food they eat and to me that’s why I enjoy traveling the most. I’m trying to be a part of it by taking local transport, sleep at local families, eat local dishes, learn some Nepali language and try to communicate with these lovely people. That’s when the unforgettable experiences happen, even if they’re just small things.

Like yesterday when I jump on a bus trying to get back to my hotel. No idea where the bus is going but when I name the area the busboy tells me to hop on. I’m thinking I’ll get there eventually and if I get lost I can always get one of the thousand taxi’s. I’m not in a hurry anyway. So on the bus I ask a beautiful lady if the bus is going to ‘Paknajol’. Of course it isn’t but with hands, feet, some local words I understand I have to get off at “radnapath” and then take another bus or walk. I’m thinking I’ll walk because then the locals can just point me the way. At Radnapath the beautiful lady, who seems to be only 19 (everytime I think the women are so much older), tells me we’re there and hops off together with me. She insists to pay for me and walks me all the way to where I have to be.

On my way to Nagarkot I have another conversation with a Nepali lady. She asks me where I’m from and I tell her I’m from Holland. She’s a Christian, which is quite special here in Nepal. Most of the people are Hindu or Buddhist. Only a small percentage is Christian. I tell her I don’t have a religion. She asks me if I want to stay at her house, she’s got a big house and she would love me to stay with her. Of course I can’t refuse an offer like that so I come with her and I stay the night in the same room as her and her husband. Big house doesn’t mean many rooms apparently. For me a little uncomfortable, for them the usual thing. It’s very normal to share rooms or even beds with each other. Granny sleeps with the grandchildren or the parents have another kid in bed. In Holland we like our privacy in the bedroom…
She cooks me Dal Baht and refuses my money the next day, when I leave again for Kathmandu.

On my way back to Kathmandu the seat next to me is still empty until another beauty sits next to me. I greet her with some Nepali words (they love it when you know their language), she smiles and gives me a handful of lychees and prumes.

I wish our country could adapt a little bit more of this mentality…

LIS.



One Comment

  1. mam wrote:

    Ik snap dat je al die lieve ervaringen niet wil missen tijdens zo’n ritje, maar ben wel blij dat je veilig bent thuis gekomen..