Buses in Nepal

So public transportation is a wonderful thing, it blesses so many people's lives, and I really support it...as long as I'm not the one using it. For example, me and buses just aren't a good mix. Oh the stories I could tell!  But for now I'll focus on Nepal.

So, if any of you have been getting updates from Jacob (my brother serving a mission in India) then you've probably already heard about the local buses. Imagine a tiny white van that's barely staying together. As you drive things shake and make weird noises. Now also imagine this van with people squished onto every seat (already touching too many strangers for my liking). Now add some people standing, crouching, or sitting in the little amount of leg room you had left (well I didn't think it could get any hotter in that tin can but it did). Finally shove another eight or ten people into nonexistent space. Yup there you go. Now all you do is pray that the person standing on your foot is getting off at the next stop. But hey the view is great. 

 Haha just kidding you can't see anything because there are so many people.

Then there are the tourist buses, we have to ride one of these for two hours up to the village from Katmandu. They're big chapter buses but old, hot, and painted funky colors. Like the local buses there is a boy (I'm thinking 14-16 age range maybe) that stands with the door open and yells out to people where we're going. You start to hate this boy when he's still calling out our destination even though there is literally no room. Which they do on the tourist bus as well. On one of our trips this boy also told us to get off on the wrong stop, luckily I made awkward eye contact with this other person so they helped us and told us to get back on the bus. On that same trip, after seeing us struggle, these two young women came up to us saw we were going to the same area and took care of us. 

OH also on the first tourist bus we got on, in the back were boxes of live chicks!! 

 Jenessa's first question was what disease can I get from baby chickens?!  I haven't noticed any symptoms from her...yet.

Basically the buses are a struggle but there are always nice people who will help you if you look lost enough. And if I was rich (I'd spend lots of money on the kids out here first BUT THEN) I'd take a taxi everywhere. 

-Keturah I'm only going to learn to drive because I don't like buses Jensen