Well, Well......

It occurs that it has been a few weeks since I'd hopped that illegal train from Amritsar to Delhi.
I spent a few days in Delhi waiting for a train to take me East to Gorakhpur, from where I would head North into Nepal, onto a town called Pokhara, do some trekking, go to Kathmandu, then head back to India.

Well, that's not quite what has happened.
There was a non-stop 30 hour period if being in transit from Delhi to Gorakhpur.
That was quite the experience and it exhausted me....

I can't realistically explain the last few weeks without more pages than one would be willing to read without being able to read it in segments.  So I've provided the short version:

Trains, being literally "slept on" by a full grown man in a cramped full sleeper car, buses, jeeps, crossing into the Nepal, short distance bus where I got to ride on the roof, back on a long term bus, no sleep for 30 hours, friendly taxi drivers, 2am arrivals, trek preparations, cold weather knock off North Face and Mammut gear for my eventual arrival at snow and cold, relax a few days, meet creepy local mute boy that crawls around windowsills like monkey and knocks on doors in the middle of the night making crazy sounding noises, leave for trek, hike 5 days through Jungle/Mountain terrain and decide it is satisfactory, head back to Pokhara, research how to ride a motorcycle on internet, rent motorcycle for 7 days, ride around random roads, discover secret paths that lead to amazing vistas, get in minor crash on day 4 (honest to god it was not my fault), fear of jail and old fashioned farmer's beating, painful painful painful ride home, as I get to my guest house I see the shadowy figure of the mute boy in the road, he points a gun at me (must've been a toy, but sounded like a real gun 'click') as I ride by, rest sprained foot in bed for 2 days, enjoy last day of motorcycle, get a cold, spend full day in bed, ignore crazy sounding noises from outside the door, make friends with a local family whose restaurant I've frequented daily, watch world cup, haven't drank or smoked in weeks, watching movies in bed, reading american classics, drinking chai 20 times a day, eating vegetarian food, lost a couple pounds, shaved head, payed visit to monasteries, rented motorcycle for day from aforementioned family, still have a damn cold, bought ticket to Kathmandu, will forcefully stay awake a few more hours so that I can go to bed around 8pm and get a good night sleep.

Tomorrow is Kathmandu.
At 7am; another bus.
Yes, Kathmandu.

God speed to all.....

PS - Happy Belated 4th of July