But wait..there's more.

A couple of weeks ago, I made the very impulsive purchase of a motorcycle. Brand new Bajaj CT-100...green. The impulse was motivated by a few different reasons, the main one being the lack of transportation where I live and the complete hatred of rickshaw drivers as the only reliable (and this causes me to laugh at the irony of using that word in this context) mode of transport. The other reason for this impulse, other than motorbikes being incredibly fun, is that I was spending quite a bit of time on the back of one, and decided it was time to take wheel (or handles in this case)



Hugo (burly French Canadian in the picture above) has been one of my nicest surpises while in India.He has been traveling around India, and volunteering with computer organizations, and our paths happened to cross one evening. It's been a short time since we've known one another, but I'm looking forward to getting to know him more. What can I say? I'm an incredibly patriotic woman to my country.




A couple of days ago, we took our bikes to a place called Nandi Hills, where I practiced climbing up and coasting down winding lanes. I should mention that before I got this bike, I had no idea of gears, clutches, two-wheelers....but a week of early morning driving, and some tips from seasoned riders, and I feel like I've been doing this forever. I suspect it has something to do with all the racing games I played on Nintendo as a kid. Thanks again, Mom and Dad.