I wanted to send a postcard back home, and was asking around trying to find where the post office was. Two guys in their 20s said “Come with us”, and led me down a bunch of twisty backstreets to the middle of nowhere. There, scrawled on the wall in paint were the words Post Shop. I would never have found it in a million years. It was closed though, so they walked me to another place where I was able to send the mail. Any other country and it would have been some kind of scam, but these guys just genuinely wanted to help. So we went and got breakfast and they told me all about their lives in Nepal. One of the cheapest and most interesting breakfasts I’ve ever had. 🙂
Since this country is just so great I’ve decided to stay here for another month instead of heading straight through to India. Two weeks is nowhere near enough time for Nepal.
I take a walk to the Immigration Office, which is about 3km away. The city is beautiful. 🙂
At the office I run into a middle-aged American lady who is yelling at everyone. She’s yelling at all the staff, all the other customers, and possibly the furniture. I sit down at the table and fill in the extension form. The staff working there are ridiculously helpful and showed me everything I’d need to do. Then instead of me having to go up to the window and apply, one of the guys takes my cash and passport and goes inside the office. Literally two minutes later I have my passport back and my new visa. It was so incredibly fast I didn’t even have time to use my backup plan of screaming at the top of my lungs at everyone. It seemed to be working well for American lady.
As I left I wished her good luck with her application and she turned her affections towards me. A literal quote, in the most sarcastic voice you can imagine: “Oh yeah, hang loose bro, everything is sooooo easy for you, you’re such a good looking guy, doors just open for you and people jump to get you your visa.”
Weirdest compliment I have ever received, but thanks! 🙂
Now I have a visa for India through til mid January, and I can stay in Nepal until October 8th. I love this place! At the Indian Embassy, I had run into this very interesting guy. He had told me that people who rated themselves as being lucky generally had more good things happen to them. I think in the same vein if you approach everything positively then good things generally work out. It’s like I can’t walk anywhere in this city without something beautiful appearing in front of me.
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