Trip Start Sep 01, 2009
138Trip End Mar 01, 2010
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I was on time at the bridge where the bus was supposed to pick me, but some time later a taxi came to pick me instead. They told me I'm late for 30 minutes. Probably a misunderstanding. A minibus was half empty, and they proposed me to sit at the font seat, which I refused, preferring the bench at the rear - so I can sleep laying, I thought.
First pass almost killed me, then when we stopped I put all the thermic clothes, and started to hope for the best.
The GPS was jammed again, I still don't understand why copying a few files into it's memory card makes him so mad at me. Only later I was enlightened with the idea to remove the card for a while, alowing the device to save the track. So the trajectory on Google Maps is not 100% full :(
I'm a good sleeper, but sleeping for 18 hours is not an easy task even for me. I'm sure I would be able to manage this task better if the road was a normal one. But it wasn't... It wasn't at all... I think I never had a ride on such a terrible road. I took myself the whole rear seat which wasn't taken, though I was the very last passenger. Does it ring a bell? Well it startd to ring it very loud as the bus progressed. I think now it's scientifically proven that the worst type of vibrations are concentrated and delivered at the rear of the bus! It's too bad I had to "take part in the test".
But not only the vibrations were killing me, it was the altitude we were riding at. When I look at the track now, we were driving above 4km for more than 220km. This appeared to be a very good way to gain some AMS (Acute Mountain Sickness - and it's not cute at all). The driver moved me to the forward seat, next to the winndow. On one of the stops he gave me some "garlic water" - it kept me from vomiting for quite a while. But at the end I had to use the window, it's all on the go, through the Tibet. :) We arrived around 8, I gave some Rs100 tips to the driver - the guy was driving all the way virtually without stopping - I don't know which dugs he used!
Half-dead I arrived to Leh. There was some French guy coming with us, who stuck with no money, so I asked him if he'd like to cooperate and gave him some Rs1000. I outsourced to him the care about finding an ATM and choosing a hotel - I saw him holding an LP :). All the ATMs were closed, but people at Oriental Guesthouse agreed to pay for the taxi. They were giving impression if a reallly nice folks, actually it was a single girl who was in charge of everything. She proposed me a room with bathroom, etc. for Rs600. In my condition I could not care less about the price. And was infinity happy to have some rest.