Slow Drive, Long Life

This, I think, is a wedding bus. It is wedding season and we have seen lots of cars decorated in flowers and bands playing in the street. The band today was great and lots of people were watching them in the main street in the part of Kathmandu where we work (Sinamangal).

It's looking like another day without much electricity....

Edit: The journey home was eventful, hence this edit. It started with a fart on the overcrowded bus. We left at 5 and by that time every bus is rammed. The Mrs was the unfortunate recipient of a gas attack that could be physically felt...! Unpleassant to say the least, so we moved a little down the bus as best we could to escape. The driver wasn't the smoothest, partly due to his chosen route: off road. The traffic doesn't stick to the tarmac, or the correct side of the carriageway so he was going where ever there was space. This culminated in the bus leaning massively to the left, we could look down into the ditch a few meters away, and as a few Nepalese people got off the bus we thought our concern was warranted. When the bus conked out completely we decided it was time to evacuate and go it on foot. The next 45 minutes of walking were dark, fume filled, busy and accompanied by a cacophony of beeping. It wasn't very pleasant but at least we had our new masks. We had decided to have a Friday evening treat so we stopped at a place that does nice pizza (hhmmm, cheese!), which was great. We enjoyed this and then went on our way home (mini bus), the town was very quiet and after talking to Sal we went back the normal way via "The Valley of Crap", a disused area that is full of rubbish and associated cows/dogs/rats. It was pitch black and the sea of eyes shining back at us made us think trice and we went back the other way via the main road, following in the footsteps as a rat ran down the street in front of us :-)

It took a little while to get to sleep after that (it was more "exciting" than this text makes it seem!)