Udaipur to Delhi
plus, our driver had fallen out with us since jaipur. he wanted to take us everywhere and thought we werent safe on our own...which can be a bit claustraphobic, so in japir, we escaped for 3 hours to explore on our own (we did tell him)...when we returned, his face was like thinder and got angry and asked us if we had a problem with him. same in udaipur. in the morning, we had an hour wandering around on our own, he found out and was very very mad indeed. at this point, his resemblance to saddam hussain didnt go un noticed. so, we set off through the desert with a mardy driver on one of the most dangerous roads in the world. its hard to compress 14 hours of sheer terror into a sentence, but it was hell.
the 'blog photo' pepsi shot wasnt my idea, at a brief food stop, he asked me to come to the back of the restaurant with him...honest to god i thought he was going to shoot me...but he wanted his photo taken on motorbike that was out the back...so i did, then he got me to sit on the bike and took a photo of me, then the pepsi shot...maybe he was trying to make friends again...i dunno, i was too scared to argue. ill find the motorbike photo...you can actually see the look of bemusement/terror on my face!
anyway...in a Team America (film) kind of way, here is 14 hours of hell in one short montage...("everybody loves a montage")
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