Lest you forget

Lest you forget what happened during i17d, I hereby bring snippets to keep you refreshed. Okay?

Day 3: Ahmedabad:

After having a good gujju thali at a restaurant run by Gujarat Tourism (opposite to Gandhi Ashram), we waited for mode of transport to Akshardham. There are lots of jeeps available. You just have to wait and stop them. Stopping the jeeps is a trick which only people of Ahmedabad can do. Rocket Science

Day 4: Bhuj:

The image I saw in the morning of Day 4 was quite disturbing. Filth greeted the early morning eye, right at the entrance of the door in the train. The autowallahs mobbed us, as if we were film stars. After assuring that we only looked like them, they treated us as customers.

5 minutes into the bus journey to Koteshwar, Oneiro and I felt as if we were in a bus in Pakistan. Whatay people. Whatay journey. Un-ignorable stench. To add to that, rain. Boy. Four hours and thirty minutes spent in sitting in the same position, in such a pleasing ambience and sweet sweat.

That's only a sample from two days. Imagine 17 such days. In sweet sweat, filth, film stars, stench, a whole lot of fun!