What after the bus…well it was not a warm bed to take rest. For me it would be a truck, a luggage truck. You must be wondering why a truck. Because the place where I was, had no other moving object on the road. However, the story made its twist. The bus had dropped me to an almost remote area. I was over with my budget so it was time to ask for a lift. I tried for 10 mints (gratitude to my patience).