During my long 42-hour bus journey I wrote a short poem to try and sum up our trip.

The Road to Leh steep and windy,
15 in a bus barely talking.

The rain starts to fall the mud and rocks gather,
15 in a bus instant family.

The hours tick by the wheels not turning,
15 in a bus tired and grumpy.

The entrepreneurs gather selling chai and noodles,
15 in a bus laughing together.

The landslides still falling, the roads still blocked,
15 in a bus will we ever make it!

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The Road to Leh

 

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