It's been barely 24 hours since we landed and it's already been great I've had not one but two near-death experiences already. Fresh from the airport, our taxi driver almost slams into the rear of a stationary lorry because he presumably was sleeping behind the wheel.
"Why are we headed straight to the back of this lorry?" - Yinghao
"HOLY SHIT!" - Jik
Not very impressive last words these would have made. But we survived. Despite how atrocious the rest of his driving was, none of it warrants further mention because it doesn't come close to comparing to staring death in the face via the back of a huge truck.
This morning we cross a busy highway on foot (because that's the only way across) and just as I think I have it figured out a scooter catches me off guard by going against traffic.
"And there is only one thing we say to Death: Not today."
Not today, indeed. The rest of the day was much less life-threatening and way more awesome though.
Remember what I said about her greatly raising the average attractiveness of our merry band? This little girl was so excited and wanted to get a photo with her. Complete with pro photographer too.
Not only did people want to take pictures with her, they wanted pictures taken by her.
Even had her WhatsApp the picture to them too after transferring it from her camera. Interesting bunch.
And for the highlight of the day...
What's small, warm, wet, lumpy and drips down your forehead?
And being the great teammates we are BOTH of us were busy documenting this great moment before he could commence with the arguably more important task of wiping birdshit off his forehead.
Truly magnificent.
Last but not least, a sneak preview (somewhat literally, as we nearly scaled the wall of the encampment) of what's to come.
Oh yeah that's our very own tuk-tuk. To be very well acquainted with over the next few weeks. Some test driving and maintainence to be done, a bunch more revelry and it'll be off into the great unknown.
For now I'm gonna need sleep.
Cheerios, Jik.
"Why are we headed straight to the back of this lorry?" - Yinghao
"HOLY SHIT!" - Jik
Not very impressive last words these would have made. But we survived. Despite how atrocious the rest of his driving was, none of it warrants further mention because it doesn't come close to comparing to staring death in the face via the back of a huge truck.
This morning we cross a busy highway on foot (because that's the only way across) and just as I think I have it figured out a scooter catches me off guard by going against traffic.
"And there is only one thing we say to Death: Not today."
Not today, indeed. The rest of the day was much less life-threatening and way more awesome though.
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| Say hello to celebrity Wenwen. |
Not only did people want to take pictures with her, they wanted pictures taken by her.
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| Some cool kids. |
And for the highlight of the day...
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| The headshot of doom. |
What's small, warm, wet, lumpy and drips down your forehead?
And being the great teammates we are BOTH of us were busy documenting this great moment before he could commence with the arguably more important task of wiping birdshit off his forehead.
Truly magnificent.
Last but not least, a sneak preview (somewhat literally, as we nearly scaled the wall of the encampment) of what's to come.
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| Yay! Hoo! Omg! |
For now I'm gonna need sleep.
Cheerios, Jik.
In India, having birdshit land on you is a sign of good luck. You might just win this race!
ReplyDeleteWe might have just used up that luck already on day 2 lol.
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