Transportation in India




Transportation in India was a harrowing experience. A two lane road becomes a 4 lane road with motorbikes on either side.  It wasn't unusual to look up and see a truck bearing straight for us. At the last minute my driver or the truck would pull over and each would continue on  their way. We would travel an hour each day to our host school and wind up, around and down two mountains. The views were spectacular, except for that one broken space where you could imagine a car going through...Actually we didn't see a lot of accidents. I think because the overall ability to speed was limited.





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