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... middle class cheaply into small economical autos.
It is delightful for me to see that a ton of people still use bicycles to get to and fro. And not just any bikes! Oh My God... I love it that the bike of choice here is a model from years gone past... yet here they are still produced new! Hero, Hercules, Atlas.... one gear, rugged bikes of classic design that I enjoy sharing the side of the road with. Makes me feel more like I belong than being the only one on ...
... a space to ourselves which you would fit 9 Indian travellers into, and a box of chickens most likely.
From this point on it would be 1st class all the way to Rishikesh, thank god for the tourist quota! The conductor asked if he could take my picture, I was more than happy to oblige. I know that I smiled, I definitely did; but I can’t imagine how tired my eyes must have looked in that photo.
We stripped down out of our sweaty clothes and hung them up to dry next ...
... tv shows dedicated to how shocking Brits can be when they're abroad...but I'm of the general feeling that the ones on these programs who generally end up in Magaluf are just chavvy retards who have never been let out before going on a crazed rampage. Indian tourists are similar...except they haven't consumed their body weight in Stella before 9am. They generally gather in packs or crowds around the big tourist sites trying overly hard to ...
... indeed broken and asked another guy from Joga Motors (where I was renting the bike) to bring a battery. After 2.5 hours I could finally come back to the hostel, but I had to be back in the city centre at 11 the next morning. There was yet another fault - leaking clutch cover gasket. I left Delhi on Wednesday afternoon after a lunch with Oded, the Israeli guy, who was forced to return here after a 3 hour journey because he lost and hasn't recovered one of ...
... a roundabout at every junction and a curious system of numbered "sectors" rather than streets, which makes it almost impossible to find anything. Once I'd checked into my hotel, I called Sukhmani, a Chandigarh native and professional singer I'd met at Ruchika's house in Delhi. She promptly invited me to her gig that night at a local bar. I have a terrible cold, but wasn't going to stay in on my birthday! Sukhmani and her younger ...