I paid this auto driver to pretend to be asleep. Auto drivers are phenomenally hard working and wouldn't sleep on the job, especially not in their own autos, and ESPECIALLY not with rich white camera-yielding tourists nearby. So naturally I had to bribe him heavily to get the shot I wanted.
This is a nearby McDonald's I sometimes frequent. They don't serve beef unfortunately (some BS about sacred cows), but the raw dough is much tastier that I expected. And they'll even cook it if you request.
This is the local police station. The man in the pink is the chief fruit thrower. I've seen him gun down two local miscreants with just a pair of limes.
These are motorcycles. They're like cars here. And the cars here are like American buses. And we don't have anything like Indian buses in America. Airplanes are the same in both countries, interestingly enough.
4 comments:
this kind of nonsense makes me miss you.
you're a funny guy. i love your blog.
-jm
Ariel c'est vrai que t'es un chef du l'incongru...
PS : i really liked your fish & juice story.
ESPECIALLY. Ha
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