Crazy day

So we get up early to visit these ancient cave temples carved out of the face of a cliff by Buddhist monks some 2200 years ago. We take a rickshaw to the bus station and endure 5 minutes of him trying to talk us into paying him to take us around to sites etc... We get on the bus early to ensure we get a front seat (the back of the bus is where you go to get your back un-aligned). Apparently someone had saved just about every seat a foreign tourist had taken and we all ended up in the back of the bus. The driver jumps on and starts backing up... into another bus! The group in the back (one brit, one Singaporeian, one Japanese, and one Korean) all start yelling, oooohhhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhhh. The driver pulls forward and the crew in the back starts yelling NOOOO, NOOOOO, NOOOOOO, NOOOOO, NOOOOOOO, someone starts banging on the back of the bus, and the guys all yell aaaaaaahhhhhhhh! We hit another bus. The driver stops. Then keeps going. Dragging the bus along the side of the other bus. The guys in the back are causing so much noise that all the tourists are laughing hysterically with jaws dropped. The driver gets out of that tangle and begins backing up, again hitting another bus, again with the moans and yells, and the banging of the bus, and with the driver not paying any attention and continues dragging along the side of the other bus.

The driver gets out of this mess only to met his boss who is running out yelling, pulls the driver out of the bus and takes him inside while they are both screaming. Half of the Indians on the bus get up and exit the bus, the rest stay. We are parked in the middle of the bus teminal with buses having to maneuver around us. While waiting some guy looks at Natalie, pulls out his penis and starts to yank on it. She yells for him to cut it out, he doesn't. We stop looking.

The caves were cool, but as they say the journey is what really matters!