Together me and Tine have been doing a tiger safari, but even though we did our very best to spot them, and try to be as quiet as possible (it is very hard when you are really set on eating several Marie biscuits in the meantime), we didn’t see any. I totally blame the baby for the noise, certainly not me and Tines constant giggling throughout the whole tour.
We are now in Udaipir, the city where Mahatma Ghandis ashes have been spread. We’ve met a lot of other travellers with whom we are spending our days and evenings. A gruop of us motorbiked around the area yesterday. Me and Tine on the same bike; me in front and Tine as my back bitch. It was awesome getting to the countryside of India. We ended up bathing in a lake, hoping it was the right one out of two without any crocodiles. Didn’t see any though. But I did ask Tine to get in as well to spread the risk of being the one eaten.
- PHOTO # 1: Fuck, I love the camels with their Indian pierced nose style going on.
- PHOTO # 2: On Mtv India you only see one kind of music: Bollywood - of course.
- PHOTO # 3: We finally figured what the Indian men takes as marriage jewelleries; toe rings. Got to do whatever you can!
- PHOTO # 4: Where is the God Damn tiger?!
- PHOTO # 5: Doing the power rangers style on the motorbike ride!
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