I was delighted at the beginning of day two being the first rickshaw driver on our team to get a dodgy belly. Having to run to the toilet at the last minute before we set off for the day. Three imodium’s and four Buscopan’s later I was able to keep my behind from, “letting loose” over the hundreds of speed humps we drove over today.
Thankfully I am an advanced rodeo show rider.
Shelley drove while I tried to promote Gordon the best way possible from the rear seats…. Still no phone calls to our rickshaw hotline, however some very promising male prospects expressed their interest towards him. Good blokes!
Skipped lunch just to be safe, chatted with some local children along the way in a Russian/Indian accent – thinking my broken English was easier to understand than my native Aussie accent. We managed to cross a holy river by driving over a bridge instead of catching a ferry across it, shared the roads with motorcycles, thousands of cows and stray dogs, John Deere’s and very friendly Indians.
All up another incredibly incredible day in incredible India.
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