About the roadtrips….

The road from Jaipur to Agra was a shocker. madness, they pass four abreast, and you even get the occasional vehicle travelling on the wrong side of the road just for fun…the road is shared by Cars, heaps of Multi-coloured trucks, buses, motorbikes, autorickshaws, pedal rickshaws, camels, elephants, bulls, horses, bicycles and people…seriously! I have the best photo of a traffic light, with a camel, car, bike and rickshaw all waiting for the green….

The supposed five-six hour trip took more like 8…we spent the last hour or more in the dark…downright scary, as there are no posts on the side, and no lights, just headlights, dust and chaos, potholes large enough to lose the car in, Oh yeah!, and assorted animals crossing..

General thoughts…

How lucky and wasteful the western world is. How can there be so much need? I swear today my heart broke a hundred times for the level of existence (or lack thereof) we afford to so many people in this world of "Material gain", and "Progress over people".

What is poor? Is it living on a pension in a council flat in Melbourne, or is it when home, is sleeping empty bellied, in a concrete pipe behind the busiest road in Delhi? This kind of poverty in India is sadly not a minority thing, it’s everywhere. A lone 4 year old crossing a manic four lane road with no supervision. A man begging on the street because he is crippled from a broken knee which no-one had the money to reset. I saw clothes blackened to the point of stiffness from sleeping so many nights on the street. Old ladies mopping floors with rags, their knarled fingers and hunched backs. All this in just one day, and so much more….