There are four girls (and by girls, I mean ladies in their 20s or 30s like me) at my hotel who came a couple of days ago. They are clearly on holiday. We’ve said hello a couple of times. Their names are Jyoti, Pallavi, Aparna, Bittu. I know they’ve also…
Driving a motorcycle in India at night is …. Wow. It’s like driving directly into oncoming traffic on a road that they paved, but forgot to smooth (so it’s like a four-wheeling in the mountains because of all the bumps and potholes), while someone shines strobe and flashlights in your eyes…
