Now the main ring road is about as wide as an Australian country road, maybe wide enough for two buses going in opposite directions, with maybe an extra meter either side. Now this space is filled with whatever vehicle exploits this opportunity. Motorcyclists, pedestrians (there is no pedestrian path, and its sometimes muddy in Monsoon) Pushbikes that look like they are made into a ute, small engined tractor, cab's, tuk tuk's (three wheeled small people movers) or mini vans with seats that aren't bolted down correctly.
So it was going to be interesting travelling on the back of a motorbike, through the chaos. I'm pleased to say, I survived and enjoyed the journey. Some of the roads on the outskirts of Nepal are not as busy, but they are narrow. So there can be a traffic jam from two buses attempting to go in different directions.
The rider, a colleague of mine (who I do trust) was very familiar with the traffic, and rode appropriately for the conditions. I do distinctly remember him honking the horn at a very small elderly lady walking in the middle of the road, ignoring all traffic zooming around her.
I managed to take some pictures while on the back of the bike, with one of the rider.
I have also been testing out a gps watch of mine (which has helped me find my way back to where I was staying after I was geographically embarrassed). Which enables you to view your trips on Google earth. I've included the one from the motorcycle journey to ICIMOD, www.icimod.org which I will describe later.
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