LOG ENTRY 43
As a result of an another quick decision we packed up the bikes and put them on a plane to Bangkok in a hope that we finally start riding long distances without the usual hassle and problems and to avoid the flooding in Bangladesh.
Not even in my wildest dreams I thought that the best bakery ever will be in Kathmandu. Probably the lack of wheat and grain in our diet recently contributed to my excitement but the croissant and chocolate bun was so good that it would drive most of the bakers out of business in Hungary. Unfortunately life is not all about cupcakes and buns so after satisfying our hunger we headed to the Indian embassy for the last time. We got all the information from them earlier, well at least what they told us which was kind of contradicted with the Hungarian consul's information and what we read online and we already made up our mind about flying but we had to give it another go. The ride to the embassy from our hostel is not a long one and the road yesterday was flooded with cars and people around the Indian embassy. We knew something is not right since we haven't seen a single soul walking or standing on the road front of the embassy. It is closed, and it is closed for 5 days according to the security guard due to an Indian holiday and the weekend right after it. That put us to a situation where we would have to wait at least two weeks to get our visas to India. No other options at this point but to fly.
My DL 650
As we rode back to the guest house the consul sent the address and the details of the shipping company. We went there straight away and within two hours we were quoted 2200 dollars for the two bikes. That is a bit more than we expected at first so went to another agent. The price there was 1100 all included so we made a deal. As we had full tanks we decided to ride that out the next morning, use it to drive the mountainous road around Kathmandu for one last time. Probably from the food we ate or something from India but I started to develop rushes all over my hand. It was horrible, red and after a few days the skin started to peel off. Anyway, morning trip cut short, back to the agent who took us to the airport to crane the bikes. It was all went good, except that we had to make the crane for the bikes, no one really had a clue how or what to do. After we finished the agent drove us back to the office to pay. This was about 7 pm. It took almost 5 hours and two black outs to finally clear all the papers and bills which of course increased by the minute just to argue it back to the original price in an hour each time. We were knackered by midnight and frustrated and 400 dollars shorter than we expected as some "extra" cost came up but finally it was done. We had four hours to sleep to board the aircraft in the morning.