...is crazy. Really. It's like the eternal game of chicken. There don't appear to be any rules, in that there are lanes, but nobody really sticks to them, preferring instead to drive down the middle of them or lane hop all the way to their destination! Everyone beeps their horn at anything that moves, be it a car, motorbike, bicycle, pedestrian or cow (yes, it's true - there ARE cows on the roads). Am sure they would toot at passing clouds if there were any. We cut up one guy - not badly - who had side rammed about five cars on his way up to us and he was so fuming! I was like - you've dominoed the population of Jaipur into the ditch, but it's US who's in the wrong? You're completely screwed if you need to cross the road. It will be the 2010 Commonwealth Games (which are incidentally in Delhi) by the time you actually make it and by then, you will have forgotten why you wanted to get across in the first place!
Anyway, I could go on about this some more but that would be boring - if this already isn't - so I'll stop. In any case, as crazy as it is, it still beats the M25 :)
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Hey Laura, so glad you started blogging again, I loe to recieve your letters, they are always a great read. I love your prose so its a treat to be able to read more online. Keep amusing me with your words.
xxxxx
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