Back home after quite a long vacation. I left home on 8th of October with just a back pack. It so happened that I missed my train, the stupid 24 hour clock. Grrrr... So i took a flight to Delhi and landed at 12:30 Am. On a friends suggestion we headed straight to Paharganj which is the closest place to the railway station. Delhi took me by surprise as had never seen such crazy and weird things ever. When paying the taxi after getting off at Paharganj, the driver tell me "Stay away from pimps." Now to our surprise the moment the taxi left we were surrounded by a 100 pimps and agents trying to hook us up with something or the other. Fortunately the tired look on my face and my shabby long hair worked too our advantage. One look and most of them walked away. Rathan and I were extremely tired for we kept running around the city before we boarded the flight. We rented a room at a hotel called oxford somewhere on the back street for 400 INR a day. A dark and shady road which gave me the spooks. The people at the hotel were quite wierd as well. We were asked to show different ID cards. They wouldn't accept my PAN card but the drivers liscence would work. We posed together in front of the camera and smiled. lol. this was funny.

We went to the room and realized there was not a single window to it. A crampy little washroom. We had to survive just the night.

The next morning we checked out of the hotel and left to the railway station. Here again to our surprise, surrounded by agents who were trying to sell us first class tickets to gorakhpur. it was 11 Am and we had been walking under the sun for 3 hours now without any luck. Diwali was approaching soon and we werent able to get tickets anywhere. We stopped at a restaurant and had our brunch. The cook there turned out to be from Gorakhpur and thats where we had to head. He directed us to a person who helped us get our tickets for a train which would leave at 7 in the evening.

We started commuting by local buses as didnt really wanna get cheated at the beginning of our trip itself. Delhi hat was one of the nice places we visited and then settled and the sports bar owned by zee tv for drinks until later.

The train journey to Gorakhpur was amazing. Probably the best I ever had and to Rathan the first Indian train journey and probably his last. lol. We were probably the only non Bihari's on the train along with a couple from the UK. Busy chattering away with the Brits and I realize something is wrong. Our fellow travellers had a misconception we were talking about them! hahahah.... Explanations were given and justifications for no reason.

Now the best part of the journey... I wake up the next day to find the seat in the washroom broken. Someone has removed the seat and kept it aside making the toilet an indian style drainage. hahahah.... can u beat that?

The train got delayed by a couple of hours. On the way quite a few cities fell, Lucknow, Patna?? not sure, Ghaziabad and many more. The 4 of us got of at the train in Gorakhpur and headed to a travel agent. After a furious argument with him, we got a cab to take us to Sanoli border for 900 INR. The moment we got into the cab, Rathan and I started drinking and by the time we reached the border, we were pissed drunk. Well yes Rum it was. Sanoli was hot and we crossed the border by foot. The couple with us had to get a visa done at the immigration office and in the meanwhile i was playing a fool with the immigration people and clicking their pictures. Guess the liked me, they didn't even check Ratan and my ID cards and let us cross the border without any identification. hahaha... We crossed the border and sat at some tibetian indian fast food joint which served some nice beer as well. We had all the time in the world as it was barely 2 in the afternoon and our bus to Kathmandu was at 8 in the evening. Laura and Charlie decided they need to get drunk as well, so we all started drinking yet again. The worst part about drinking and travelling is you can't really piss when u want to. :(

All of us fell asleep and woke up to see the sunrise at 4:30 in the morning as we entered Kathmandu. Well the Himalayas are gigantic, the look like bloody Aliens or something. We got off the bus and I could already feel the fresh air i was breathing. Found a hotel to stay for 350 NPR a day which works out to 220 INR. A nice double bedroom. Laurie and Charlie took the room next to us.

too be updated....