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EssayEn route to Nagpur
While cabs come in all shapes in sizes in India, privately rented vehicles seem to come in two varieties: those where the driver uses A/C and those where he does not. Our trip last Friday from Nagpur to visit the Brahmasthan (meaning center, near Jabalpur in Madhya Pradesh) was of the latter type. We like the freedom of open windows. In the Indian countryside, though, there are a few setbacks to fresh-aired freedom. In addition to the burning sensation that travels from your nose to eyes to throat coming from the pervasive diesel exhaust, the dust is incredible. Our driver had smartly decorated his seats with cream-colored faux leather covers, successfully hiding the permanently caked layers of fine dust while also preventing us from ever being able to use our seat belts!
It's remarkable just how much dust can exist while still providing sufficient moisture for life to survive. Here in Madhya Pradesh, it only rains a few months out of the year. Trees look scrappy and thirsty, their leaves shiny and hard like stiff paper. View Essay »
At a VW dealer in Flagstaff. Apparently our travels over the past year have been a bit more than poor Gloria (our car) was designed to handle. We just had the brakes replaced last year, but with the extra weight, all the twisty-turny, uphill/downhill, and dirt road driving, it looks like we wore them down in about 15,000 miles. So that horrible screeching sound that started 2 days ago? That was when the last bits of the brake pads went and the brake pad mount plates started grinding right into the rotors. Ouch. Also, since Gloria is stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey with all our stuff (probably 800+ lbs), her ground clearance, which is low to begin with, is now especially low, and we have scraped her tender belly one too many times on steep roads and driveways. So the transmission baffle ... View Post »
Just got pulled over and our car was partially searched for drugs - sniff test and all. The dog barked and indicated we had some. Apparently this one has never been wrong. Turns out, we think, the tulsi we'd been carrying around in planter boxes confused the pooch.
Guess it's not a real road trip until you get pulled over by the Sheriff of a K-9 unit in La Paz county in AZ. Of course we could have turned down the dog search but we, stupidly, thought it would take less time if we cooperated. Alls well. We chatted about Tulsi, health food and the state of meds these days. The sheriff even looked the herb up on his phone and read aloud its medicinal uses. Then his group - three cops and one dog - discussed our situation. They decided we didn't look like total burnout hippies, made ... View Post »