Every single passenger who gets off the bus here yells out “Thank You!” to the bus driver. You look like an idiot if you don’t. Cool.
We landed at the Charles De Gaulle airport in the early afternoon – wide-eyed, frisky, marvelled, relieved for cooler weather, and ready for another adventure. Hopping onto the RER, we made our way towards the city. While gazing out the window and hoping for signs of an early spring, we were suddenly serenaded by French accordion music from down the train car. It was at that moment that we really knew we were in Paris.
Aside from the traffic, pollution, and excessive honking, getting around Kathmandu isn’t as bad or hard as one might think – you just have to be patient and selective about your transportation choices.