Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
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Up early, and grabbed a taxi to take us back to our hotel. We hung out doing nothing and then it was time to go to the embassy enclave. I wanted to visit the Australian High Commission and the British one as well, so we left nice and early. Once there, we caught the bus to the Aussie spot, and was eventually let in to the building. I asked some questions, and was having a few problems. There was not an Aussie in sight, so we exited and went to the British one. Similar problems here. They let us into reception, and then I had to speak to the staff. The woman down the phone accused me of being an Aussie and that I should not have a British passport. I asked her what an Irish woman was doing in a British consulate !!! She said she was a Northen Irelander. I told her my passport was none of her business. So after a quick fuck off, we left and went to the Indian consulate. There are signs all around stating that you need to pick up your passport between 15:00 and 17:00. We were there on time, but it was all locked up before 16:00. Us two, along with some others complained. Eventually, someone came down. They gave all of us our passports, but we all had single entry visas. We all complained that we should have ben given a multiple entry, as this is on their form. Basically, they told us to fuck off and be thankful with what we were given. We left stressed. We went back to our hotel room, to decide what we should do. Realistically, there was nothing. We were fucked, so the only thing that was possible, was to jump on a bus and head back to Lahore.
Up bright and early, we grabbed a taxi and told him to take us to the bus station. He put his foot down. Upon arrival, he did a quick handbrakey that Starskey and Hutch, would have been proud of !!! Stopping the coach from leaving. We humped on. There were loads of empty seats, so Lucy and I were able to sit apart. A local girl, seeing that we were not sitting together, joined Lucy and set about trying to convert her !!! No fucking hope there !!! They talked about many different things, and then the talk turned to sex !!! She was 26, unmarried and a virgin. Lucy asked her what she knew, and she mentioned that she had seen videos about what western women do to themselves !!! She thought it was disgusting !!! She then asked how many times should she have sex, and she thought once a week was about right !!! I tried to get Lucy to say, more like three times a day if your husband is a complete hornbag, but she did not hear me. All good convos come to an end, and hers did, when we pulled into Lahore. We grabbed a waiting rickshaw, and went back to our former abode. The Regale Internet Inn. Malik, the owner, was excited to see us again, so he gave us our old room back. We hung out for three more days. The highlight being, on our last night, Malik had organised some Qawwali singers to come and entertain us. They were one big family of musicians and singers. The lead singer had an awesome voice, so we showered him with money, as you do, if you like a certain part of a performance. The following morning, we realised that India, was calling us. It was sad to be leaving as we had had so much of a good time, but we knew, that we would be returning for round 2 with my Pakistani homies in the near future as we still have the north to see. We jumped on one local bus, then onto another bus. And then it happened, we arrived at the border. We said our goodbyes to the border guards, wishing them all the best with their fight against the English, and then we were gone, off into no mans land, heading for India