It was a new year eve, a group of 16 people had a huge dinner at the office cafeteria, feed the van with diesel and hit the road for pokhara at 9:30PM. The speakers of the van were playing annoying songs, so everybody (not exactly) decided to play antakchari. Ram dai was concentrating on the wheels and others were concentrating on remembering the songs they could.
The road to where we were to begin the walk to Nagarkot was beautiful. The route we took to the mountain on which Nagarkot sits wound through valleys, over hills, past villages, and past a Hindu shrine.