Before leaving Bijapur, Katie and I got the chance to do a spot of shopping and with the camera crew in tow we had a following of curious Indian people! We went to the market where the colours of the sari’s, tika powders and fruit stalls really brought the lace to life. A gorgeous cup of chai later and we went on pour way to Beed, via Solapur and Osmanabad.
I took to the handlebars again (I have the blisters to prove it) and just after crossing into the Maharastra state, we discovered we had our first puncture! Nothing to do with my driving of course,… though the bumpy roads and my refusal to slow down for every pothole may have somewhat contributed to it, a little,… maybe.. Anyway, we worked out how to put a new one on; it took Gordon’s engineering skills and mine and Katie’s weight (for the jack) and we were on our merry way again.
After stopping off for Katie’s birthday’s birthday lunch in Solapur, things went from bad to worse for our beloved rickshaw. In terms of ‘bad luck’, the lady scored a hat-trick today, first the puncture, followed by TWO breakdowns (again, nothing to do with my driving!!) but there’s no petrol gauge, so it’s a complete guessing game as to how much is still in there. But a breakdown means more curious people and of course, the mandatory photos with them too and that is what it’s all about, right? Mixing with the locals!
On the bad side, we drove 280km in 9.5 hours,… a long drive that would have Jeremy Clarkson spitting fire!
Sounds like you guys are having a ball! Although, might not be such a good idea to leave things in the tuk-tuk! :) Ooops! Blonde moment! lol
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Hi baby,
ReplyDeletejust been catching up with all your adventures.
Haha looks like nothing's changed. where you from?? whats your name??? me photo??
love all the photo's too, its beautiful.
little bit doubtfull about your driving skills though............fastttt Shelley