After our morning class we had to pack and meet our driver for our trip to ancient Buddhist, Hindu and Jain caves. We get off to a slow start as our driver can’t be found for about 20 minutes, but he shows up and we head out. Four and a half hours later we arrive at our cave facing “cottage” in Ellora.
The journey is at first terrifying for all of us. Americans are simply not used to the mix of vehicles, poor road quality and lack of driving discipline. Our driver, Hasson (sp?) assures us over and over “Don’t worry madam”. He must have honked his horn 500 times on the journey as we passed motorcycles, rickshaws, bullock carts, bicycles, busses and trucks. Really – I only felt that things were truly dicey one time, but it was hard to get used to. Our car, a Fiat, makes a beeping noise when he hits the speed limit of 100 kph.
Our room is small, but comfortable and we fall asleep to crickets and birdsong – a welcome change from the noise of Pune.
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hmm, I would have needed another massage after that ride....
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