How is your journey to work?

It’s quite normal in monsoon season, for the roads to become difficult here, but I was shocked at the depth and scale of the mud we were trying to get our jeep through on route to work last week.

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My teacher training colleagues and I had been battling our way up a steep hillside, through thick sticky mud on our way to the Nuwakot region, where we are currently working with 6 schools in partnership with Samaritan Purse Nepal.
At one point we were stuck for some time behind a local bus, unable to get up a particularly steep and rutted section of the road. I watched amazed, as several motorbikes scuttled past on the impossibly narrow edges of the track, many with two or more children on the back. Then a small van past us with four men standing in the open trailer, chatting and smoking, and paying no attention to the perilous road, as if this was all quite normal. Actually for the locals that live here, it is. Either they take a 2-3-day journey by foot, or chance getting through in any vehicle they can.

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In the region we were heading to, most of the homes and schools had been badly damaged by the 2015 earthquakes. Samaritan Purse Nepal have done a wonderful job over the last 3 years, rebuilding with bricks and mortar. Our job in recent months has been to help rebuild school communities through our training and classroom visits.
We were meant to stay in the region for 7 days, but endless landslides prevented us accessing most of the schools, so after 4 days we headed back to Kathmandu, planning to come back once the monsoon flooded roads had dried out.
We decided to take an easier but longer route back to Kathmandu, connecting with the main Pokhara road. An hour into the journey I glanced up at a section of a newly cut road-widening, to see small rocks tumbling down the hillside towards us. Within minutes the whole hillside was moving at an increasing speed. Our driver, Nara, put his foot on the accelerator, and I turned to see one of the larger rocks, the size of a sofa, slide onto the road behind us.

I will never again complain when stuck in a UK traffic jam!