The weird stories here in in India do not appear to end.
In New Delhi I bought a bus ticket to Manali, one hour before time I faced the agency which sold me the ticket, the agent put me in a water rickshaw (in Hindi sound like motor rickshaw) explain the driver in HINDI LANGUAGE!! where he needs to take me, and ask him "Do you understand!!!!!", another lier Indian.
All the way I could tell that he has no clue where he needs to take me and when he claimed we're there I asked quite a few people is this "Is the bus station to Manali?" all answer "yes indeed".
Of course that India has it's own Indian time and the coach come late but when I showed the driver my ticket he told me "that's a different company's ticket, your bus station is very far away, in that moment if I could only put my hand on that rickshaw driver...
but when the brain ends luck takes over, apparently one street from there was the path of the bus so I could caught him on his way and here I am at Old Manali, finally at place with colder weather.
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