Last week I learned how to use the buses. The group was returning from Bouhda Stupa and I ended up with another passenger between me and the rest of the group. I didn’t notice when the rest of the group got off to transfer. I looked up and realized that the rest of the group was gone, so I rushed to get off, but by the time I had gotten off they had boarded another bus and left. I called my instructor and he told me to take a green bus to Pulchoke. I got on the fist green bus that came along, and eventually tried to ask the conductor if it went to Pulchoke. Clearly there was a miscommunication because he nodded. As we headed into more rural areas I quickly realized I was on the wrong bus. With the help of other passengers, I got off in a small village area, got on another bus back, and from there I transferred to another bus. Finally, I arrived home after three hours after leaving. Throughout all of this I was having a great time. It was quite an adventure, and now I have a good story!