Blog 79 Bardibas to Rupani Bazaar

9th December

So when I got to Rupani Bazaar, a small village on the highway on my route to east Nepal it was getting dark so I headed to the local pharmacist because I knew he'd be a bright button and probably spoke English and I was right on both counts. He told me to go across the road where a guest house would look after me for the night and bythe time I got there he'd already phoned ahead and the hotelier was waiting for me (it was instructive to know that his daughter was a nurse in Lincoln UK living in Boston and here I was at source). Anyway, at £4 for a room - non AC - it suited me perfectly. After a cold water shower I walked across the road and enjoyed a few deep fried potato slices followed by Gulab Jamun Indian milk doughnuts bathed in the sweetest syrup. It was a back to front meal as this was followed by an omelette, fresh milk pulled moments ago from the cow and a cold samoza.

Perfect for a long read on the toilet

Preceeded by desert

What I Saw when I Stopped

I stopped by the new road build, placed the bike in the foreground and waited for what I think is still an amazingly unusual site for Western eyes. How can we be so extraordinaily different? I mean I can't keep a whole lot in my head and certainly can't carry anythong on it!

Map of the Day