One Geek

My week up until Sunday had been pretty poor quality. Work had been giving me the urge to hit something. Then Sunday came around. Sunday is the one day off I get each week.

We get picklets for breakfast in the morning which was good. Then I went to Hindi church which was quite unpleasant. I get a bit bored with someone talking loudly for 40minutes in a language I don’t understand. Is that strange. It doesn’t help if they speak at 200 words per minute.

Then back to the lair(home) where me and Pete(flat mate) had a good old complaining session. We got called to ask if we wanted to go to Nepal with Precila and her mother(who is visiting for a week). We said no. Then I went to find lunch at the Western Guest House mess there was no food there. I went to the doctors mess where Precila and Pete were. Pete suggest I should go and go I did.

Some people don’t realise how committed I can be to my impulse decisions. I ran home grabbed passport and cash. Ran out the door to meet them. We decided to meet at a hotel one of the doc’s recommended. I decided to take a rickshaw so I could get started on immigration.

Indian Immigration took a long time. The guy couldn’t quite work out what I wanted to do. Then I went across to Nepali immigration on the rickshaw again. When I got in my heart sank. I had the same guys who wanted a bribe last time. Sure enough they wanted a 100Rs. I wasn’t going to pay and made it quite clear. I think they wanted a bribe to change the date on my old visa. I said just give me a new visa. This time though they gave me the free 3 day visa. I paid no bribe either. Praise the Lord.

Back on the rickshaw and into Nepal proper. It takes a while to get to Birganj on rickshaw. One of the things about rickshaws is you see so much more then when in a car. So eventually we get to the markets. I ask for the hotel where I am meeting Precila and her mum. He couldn’t understand me. I had no idea how much money I should pay. I gave 60Rs at first. He wanted more. I had no idea how much it should be. I made it 100Rs and he wanted more. At this stage I just walked away from him.

A few minutes later I got on another rickshaw which took me to where I wanted to go. I paid this one 10Rs for a few minutes ride. I was pretty low on change. I arrived at the hotel for lunch at 2pm. I left at 12.45pm so it wasn’t to bad. I ordered a spring roll, sweat and sour sauce and fried rice. It was enough food for two. The meal and two drinks cost 200Rs ($AU6). Not bad. Then we went back. Precila negotiated 15Rs for my trip to Nepali immigration. My rickshaw driver was a little boy. He was very into racing. Which on a bike(rickshaws are basically bikes) is okay. He’d do some very fast sprinting. In the end he wasn’t much quicker then the rickshaw the other two were in. They left me at the border. Indians don’t go through immigration.

No problems leaving Nepal. Countries love you to leave. Then I decided to walk to India. Indian Immigration was tedious but otherwise fine. I did do drip sweat onto the form. Ops. Then I brought a Coke of a cute little girl who was playing some game rolling little objects. I hope she got some of the money. Then back to the hospital.

English church was good as usual. I really like getting to sing English songs and hear sermons in English. Dinner was good too.

I could go on but I should get back to work.

Until next time.

Raxaul