The Journey to Bundi/Ranting About Indian Driving.

Posted on February 20, 2010 by fiona
The journey from Jodhpur to Bundi had our patience slightly frayed to say the least.  We boarded our (2 hours late) train at the ungodly hour of 5am (before which, whilst trying to locate the guesthouse front door in the pitch dark we fell down a little flight of stairs and caused a plethora of minor injuries). The train journey was pleasant enough. We were seated next to an old couple who seemed the kindly sort and a nice young Indian gay couple who shared their chocolate with us. It was a long journey though and what should have taken 6 hours soon turned into just over 10. In getting off the train and being bombarded by rickshaw wallahs, taxi drivers and the usual plethera of people screaming at us for attention, Lyns lost it a bit. After shrieking expletives at the grappling droves we decided we’d continue our journey local style, on the bus. And what a truly great idea that was! After loading 7 million people onto a bus clearly made for a maximum of 12 we set off at hair raising speed into on-coming traffic. After flying down a single lane road for around half an hour a further dozen people tried to squeeze onto the bus.  At this point Lyns and I were manhandled into the space between the gear stick and the driver. At the other side of the gear stick a tower of chicken baskets was being rapidly assembled. This is where we would be perched, clutching frantically at each other’s hands, squealing at each near miss until the journey’s demise. Finally arriving in Bundi we stepped of the bus, slightly shaken and enormously relieved. 

About fiona

My name is Fiona and I'm 28 years old. On the 21st October 2009 my sister and I quit our jobs, left our little town in Scotland and set off for an eight month adventure that would take us through India, Nepal, Thailand, Cambodia and Laos. My Family had hoped the trip would rid me of the urge to travel and expected me to settle down on my return. I had other ideas. In my mind the trip had been a great learning experience, a practice run. In February 2012 I’ll be excitedly returning to India where I’ll spend my first month as a solo traveler. May our paths be destined to cross...
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