Goodbye Digha and sniff, sniff…goodbye sea.
The best part about this train was not the acommodations! Since ALL the previous trains served us food and drinks, we assumed that this trian would follow suit. WRONG! This trip did not provide us with anything at all. We didn't have time to run back to the station and buy food and water, so we bought bag after bag of packaged cashews, dried fruit and other snacks.
Once the train was moving misc. vendors passed though selling food. THe best by far was these spicy treats or 'street food' which you can get everywhere in India and I have bought them in Nepal as well.
Bellies somewhat satisfied, we settled in for the overnight ride.
After departing from the train the next morning, we rode about 1.5 hours in a taxi to the border (I had to stop in immigration on both sides, getting stamped out of India and paying the 40$ for another month in Nepal) then another hour and a half taxi ride to Biratnagar where I stayed for one night with Chetna.
During the ride there we passed fields and fields of tea bushes and different scenery.
I went to work with Chetna the next morning and one of her co-workers bought us sweet treat. It was a little clay pot with basically extremely sweet dough balls floating in an equally sweet milky juice.
As tired as I was, the sugar kept me going until I boarded the bus to Butwal around 2:30pm …arriving the next morning at 5am! Chetna had contacted her family who lives in Butwal and I was to call them when I arrived. I felt so bad calling them at 5am, that I sat in the dark bus station and had a couple cups of tea, then called mom on my cell phone (almost using up all my minutes – but of course it was worth it!) I finally called Chetna’s family around 6:30 and they picked me up, fed me some bread and tea before they took me back to the bus station (and paid for my ticket!) to Dang. The bus left around 8:30am and I arrived in Dang at 2pm. I walked to the school and rode the bus to Children’s Peace Home with the kids when school let out at 4pm. I was so happy to be back and off of any form of transportation that I didn’t feel the effects 24 hours of bus rides until my head hit the pillow at 7:30pm that night!
Awww, good to be in one place (even if it’s only for a month).