The very last leg of our trek was probably the most dangerous - a bus ride from a place called Beni back to Pokhara. Some sections of the road don’t look like they are made for large, ancient buses, but somehow our driver managed to navigate them. It’s often best not to look out the window, since you don’t really want to know what it looks like out there.

The rickety old bus was packed, with some people standing in the aisle. Even though it seemed like we defied death multiple times during the journey, nobody so much as flinched. Passengers brought all kinds of things on the bus, from giant saws to a large piece of glass plate.

It was definitely one of the most interesting bus rides we’ve taken so far.