Just when you think everything’s hunky dorey, something is bound to go wrong. Quite drastically wrong as it turns out. Our lil lady hasn’t had the easiest of rides, two punctures, five breakdowns, one severed roof rack, the electrics have been playing up (or should that be playing down?) and we have an idle that’s well,… a bit too idle causing us to stall more often, and now? Well, we got a mechanic to check her over and it appears the chassis had split. Whoopsy. It’s the backbone of the three-wheeler so it wasn’t welcome news but we sent it off for repairs so that we could venture around Khajuraho’s famous, raunchystonewrok representing the Kama Sutra. Not a bad deal I feel.
The architecture was stunning, quite how they managed to build them with such detail and perfection is beyond me. Most of the intimate poses were harmless enough, but by jove; they certainly got a bit heated in others! Orgies, oral, animal sex, you name it and they did it -and before you even thought of it!
Saying that though, I wouldn’t describe it as an erotic experience, it was more a respect for a) the artwork and b) the experimental nature of the work (nudge nudge, wink wink!),… oooh…those naughty nymphs!
After our enlightenment, Katie and I did a spot of shopping –it would be rude not to- and also bought Gordy a present. Yes, it’s Gordon’s birthday and although we decided to ignore his earlier hints, we did find him a Kamasutra keyring, which you can move ..i’ll let your filthy minds think how,.. and a cake that read ‘Happy Birthday you dirty pervert’. Love it! After munching through our second cake of the trip we headed off in our repaired rickshaw and headed to Rewa.
We celebrated his birthday further by sneaking a couple of beers in the rickshaw but were later told off by crew who were worried we’d be spotted by police, so we took note and were more subtle about it instead. Then out came the make-up and we made Gordy look like Ali Baba. The funniest thing was when he went to fill up the tank further down the road, we usually get weird looks but with his psychedelic make-up, he got…well, a few more and longer looks.
Once at our hotel in Rewa, we enjoyed a luxurious alfresco dinner, sweetie dahling, which was made more comfortable by the lack of mozzies. It was however a late night again! I was waiting to type up my blog (we have to share one computer-hence the late entries sometimes) whilst Gordon was on skype to his wife and I ended up falling asleep on the bed with my notebook and pen in hand. Once I did awake it was one o’clock, Jon was still working and Gordon had finished his conversation and had a late night shower. It was time for me to find my room and get some real sleep after a long, yet fun day.
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