Day 4: Happy new year from somewhere in Andhra Pradesh!
Everywhere we went today the locals were preparing for New Years Eve by doing these really cool drawings on the floor with natural coloured sands, which in a few days will be nothing more than memories. There's something quite romantic about this type of temporary art installation, which illustrates the fragility of this thing we call "time", the beauty of the exact instant being so brittle and instantaneous, subject to the winds of change.
I can't help but think that the rickshaw run is like that. It's a gathering of lunatics from around the world who get together, share an aim for a while then disperse to wherever the wind takes them afterwards.
That's enough philosophizing from me though.
Happy New Year from The Dosa Boys!