Dave Tapsell
Overland Buses (xxiii)
Nepal: October 1975
Here is the 45-seater Van Hool bus parked in a small town on the road between Pokhara and Kathmandu. I'd stopped for diesel and was being careful not to buy too much as the bus owner didn't want to sell it with anything like a full tank – not even a quarter full, he'd said. In Delhi, the bus had been cleaned, inside and out; the interior showed no evidence that forty-plus people had recently travelled from Europe in it – apart from a bit of inevitable road dirt, the thing was spotless.
While I was there I had a good wander round, being nosey as usual. To my mind, it's better to explore such places on your own; I found something to eat and then drove on. Several days later, there was to be one last trip to be done – but with the little 20-seater bus – this one was too long for the narrow, twisting dirt road up to the Chinese border.
Overland Buses (xxiii)
Nepal: October 1975
Here is the 45-seater Van Hool bus parked in a small town on the road between Pokhara and Kathmandu. I'd stopped for diesel and was being careful not to buy too much as the bus owner didn't want to sell it with anything like a full tank – not even a quarter full, he'd said. In Delhi, the bus had been cleaned, inside and out; the interior showed no evidence that forty-plus people had recently travelled from Europe in it – apart from a bit of inevitable road dirt, the thing was spotless.
While I was there I had a good wander round, being nosey as usual. To my mind, it's better to explore such places on your own; I found something to eat and then drove on. Several days later, there was to be one last trip to be done – but with the little 20-seater bus – this one was too long for the narrow, twisting dirt road up to the Chinese border.