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We took the 5 hour bus ride to Pokhara, and it only took 8 hours, including the buffet style dal baht at a little river resort. This is part of the bone rattling highway, Nima thought I might enjoy the view better by riding shotgun with the driver. But, like looking too closely into the cooking tent at base camp, sometimes the mysteries of life are better unknown. For example how we pass slower vehicles on narrow winding mountain roads. This is done by acts of faith and much honking of the horn.

It's pouring rain in the thriving lakeside town of Pokhara. I can tell it is thriving because the streets are all torn up outside the new future hotel.