The only alternative was a mini bus, however I had to wait many hours (4 buses) before there was room for my bike on the roof – the locals had first priority even though they arrived after me. Luckily, I was not in a hurry, and I knew too well not to piss off the drivers' mafia. While waiting, I briefly considered biking, but as we drove over the mountains with the countless steep sections, I was happy to have dismissed the thought..