Aug here. After getting the inexplicably complex instructions on how to nurse our healing auto back to relative health, we checked into a nearby "hotel" to spend what is hopefully our last night in this town. With the help of the mechanic's brother, we managed to convince the hotel dude's to allow us to keep the engine running for a few hours while parked in the covered garage, and in return they would get high (or dead) from free exhaust fumes, yay.
Tom went to the room first, and like three filthy exhausted bears, we found that someone had been in our room, and was still there. Tom killed about 8 of the lingering guests, but wanted nothing to do with the remaining slimy survivors. Turns out there was a fleet of mosquitos in the room, and FREAKING LEECHES or some other simple worm nematode whatever jerks in the bathroom, which had apparently not received a cleaning since colonial times. Sandals on for this next shower.
Side note, folks in Andrah Pradesh seem a lot friendlier than those we passed in Orissa. Here, we're getting a lot of smiles and waves from passerby, other vehicles, and random folk. In Orissa, we tended to get rather severe stares in general, and often didn't even get our initiating smiles and waves reciprocated. I know we've been wearing the same clothes for days, so it certainly wasn't because we're cleaner now. Here's to hoping the friendliness continues! Wish us luck getting some kilometerage in today.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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