Be Damned if I ever do that trip again..

Back in Delhi. Hate that trip from Kathmandu to here. It stinks, it really does.

Left late afternoon from Kathmandu the day before yesterday. Thankfully, sat next to a nice guy on the bus but bus seat was so cramped and I had a pole right where my head was that I got absolutely no sleep at all. Also, the bus stopped about 5km away from where it should have, and they told everyone to get out. Had to get a cycle rickshaw from the bus stop with this driver who had obviously been drinking, heavily.. as I could smell the alcohol on him. He then tries to overcharge me by 20 rupees (this is at 5 in the morning, so im really not in a great mood to begin with) by telling me he has no change.. So i went kinda troppo on him and demanded that he get the 20 rupees from his friend. He does, but then friend just gives me 10 rupees, so I demanded that he give me the last 10 rupees.

Tired, Cramped Cameron = grumpy Cameron.

Anyway, so that was over, then I cross over the border, then the car driver from the Sunauli border says to me, 150 rupees to Gorakphur (where my train goes from).. I say, OK... thats fine.. the guy grabs my bag and chucks it onto his car. I go off and get my passport stamped by the Indian Customs and then go back to the car, and the guy goes "250 to Gorakphur".. I pretty much just cracked it and said "No, you said 150.. im not paying 250, its 150!" So he says something about 50 for luggage, and I said that was bullshit, but said id give him some for luggage but not 250. Finally, he gets 200 rupees out of me (its not alot of money, but its the principle.. I am sick of people trying to rip me off) and then tells me its illegal to have nepalese money in India! So he changes my nepali money for Indian money, which I didnt really mind because I didnt need it anyway.. but u know.. lies lies lies..

Finally, the car goes.. that part turned out to be ok, except I thought the driver was trying to find pot holes in the road (it was raining like crazy as well) and everyone is arguing in Nepali.. ive got no idea what is going on, as usual.

Car arrives at Gorakphur station, ive got an 8 hour wait before my train left, so I went and ate something, met a couple of Aussie guys and all had a laugh about our shared experiences with crazy old India/Nepal and then I went and sat in the waiting room at the station for the last 6 hours. Fun.

Train arrives 45 minutes late, but I shat myself thinking that the train before it was my train, of course there is no one within sight who knows where said train is going.. nobody speaks engrish all of a sudden. Crazy Korean girl runs past me yelling things out, turns out she is on the same train, same carriage and the next bunk from me.. bit of a coincidence. So we hung out and caught the train and that was that. (Never did catch her name, ill just call her Anna..) Now im back in Delhi.. again.. waiting.

Apologies for my flipping between past and present tense, cant be bothered typing proper.