So with approximately 5 days left before we have to hit an airport to make it back to Delhi in time to get home we find ourselves in a 'Quality' Inn in a city named Vijayawda.
now although the hotel is very comfortable I find it hard to believe it is in anyway affiliated with the Quality Inn hoteliers from back in the states. Although apparently someone thinks those are highly acclaimed western hotels so they've adapted the now dated, although somewhat familiar, broken rising sun logo.
meanwhile...
There is nothing quite like pulling up to what is considered a respected hotel here and handing the bell-hop a 5 liter plastic jug of gasoline and asking him to find a safe place for it.
In less favorable accomodations we have had our spare gas cans stolen from the rickshaws overnight.
In fact on one such occasion in a brazen act of sheer cunning we had one security crew aparently pull the main tank lines and drain the gasoline right down to the reserve tanks while we were taking a nap after coming back from an early morning shoot. This, in bright daylight right in front of the hotel! Needless to say we left the hotel thinking we both had full tanks only to find both rickshaws quitting at exactly the same time. Luckilly the reserve tanks got us to a petrol station with less than .5 liters to spare.
So It looks like from here on out we're sleeping with our spare tank of gas. Perhaps the fumes from the petrol plus the nerve gas vapors will finally put an end to those mysterious welts we keep waking up with in the mornings.
until something else comes to mind...
from Vijayawada
Adam
I just noticed by the way... the mouse pad I'm currently using has an airbrushed graphic of an U.S. Airforce F-16 fighter jet about to get hit by 2 heat seeking(?) missiles...
curious, that.
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