Tried to organise some breakfast but the restaurant was still closed. Managed to get 2 chai and 2 portions of veg. Pakoda (fried and battered veggie slices). I’ll see tomorrow if eating that was a good idea. Still felt hungry afterwards and had the feeling that I might not make it to Vapi unless I find more food.
Electricity comes from a generator here in the hotel that is switched off during the day.
Started cycling around 10.45am, hungry. Ride was ok. However, soon I realized that Jawhar would be a better target for the day. Traffic was considerably less. After about 24km I arrived in Kudan and bought a cola and biscuits. Turned out that wasn’t a good meal. 2km further I cracked, much to the amusement of the local youth that checked in on me at least every 30 minutes for the following 4 hours.
After some puking I finally managed to hitch a ride to Jawhar on a truck. Sat in the back with my bike and got shaken quite a bit. But it was definitely better than spending more time standing next to the bike puking and waiting for I-don’t-know-what. Vomited a bit from the truck, though, and had to be careful not to hit innocent people on the road. Hilarious.
Jawhar turned out to have more than one hotel. I just grabbed the first one I came across and checked in. A cold shower and a short nap fixed me to some degree. Had a chai and a lemon tea, and went for some food. Will stay here one more night to get loads more food down me and to sort out my future diet.
Ordered veg. Pulao again, but that was a bit too spicy for my already upset stomach. Went for plain rice instead. I didn’t expect the concept of ‘take-away’ food would be known here, but to my surprise the waiter offered a ‘parcel’ for the Pulao. Et voila, they even put it into an aluminium box you would expect to find in a ‘pro’ take-away shop.
Did I mention that I always had mobile reception and GPRS, even though the places here feel quite remote?
