A few pictures from a recent trip to the countryside
Cows enjoying their right of way on the highway
How do these top-heavy loads never tip over?
Oops, they do
It was a cart piled high with sugar cane. The poor cow was still underneath. The beast seemed remarkably oblivious lying on its side within its shackles. Once released it got up calmly and walked off. It's owners must have been very relieved - from what I understand losing a cow would be a bit like writing off a Mercedes, with more emotional attachment and no insurance.
Fellow volunteers look on
This lady was apparently sitting on top of the load when the cart tipped over. She seemed remarkably collected.
A patient family sat ahead of us in the traffic jam
Next we drove past a burning funeral pyre, not what I was expecting. No photos for completely obvious reasons.
The driving in India was scary at first, but I'm getting used to it. Initially it looks like utter chaos. You frequently see trucks or loaded carts coming towards you on the motorway - taking a short cut by driving the wrong way down the hard shoulder (who hasn't wanted to do that on the M25?). I now realise that the drivers have considerable skill. That revelation has made me more comfortable, along with being able to spot good moments to look away. The rules of the road are unwritten in India, but they do exist.
A few more snaps:
Next time I'll explain where we were trying to get to.
Cows enjoying their right of way on the highway
How do these top-heavy loads never tip over?
Oops, they do
It was a cart piled high with sugar cane. The poor cow was still underneath. The beast seemed remarkably oblivious lying on its side within its shackles. Once released it got up calmly and walked off. It's owners must have been very relieved - from what I understand losing a cow would be a bit like writing off a Mercedes, with more emotional attachment and no insurance.
Fellow volunteers look on
This lady was apparently sitting on top of the load when the cart tipped over. She seemed remarkably collected.
A patient family sat ahead of us in the traffic jam
The driving in India was scary at first, but I'm getting used to it. Initially it looks like utter chaos. You frequently see trucks or loaded carts coming towards you on the motorway - taking a short cut by driving the wrong way down the hard shoulder (who hasn't wanted to do that on the M25?). I now realise that the drivers have considerable skill. That revelation has made me more comfortable, along with being able to spot good moments to look away. The rules of the road are unwritten in India, but they do exist.
A few more snaps:
Next time I'll explain where we were trying to get to.
Enjoy your trip Nick. Liked the blog. Hope to see you back in the choir soon. S and I presently in Lanzarote. Warm and windy! Bruce
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