This… is not easy.

So far, we have traveled just over 2,000 kilometers in a tin capsule powered by a lawnmower.

We wake up between 5am and 6am every morning and drive as far as we can until about 6pm.

Breakfast is typically some toast and a banana on the road while you’re driving.

Lunch is typically a stop at one of the road side samosa stands, some coconut water, a few bananas, water then back on the road.

By around 9:30-10:00 at night, we usually look like Ren and Stimpy. And I am most definitely starting to lose it.

The other day, while I was driving, Eric was in the backseat and he screamed, “You just did a head wobble!”

“No I didn’t.”

“Yes! Yes, you did. I asked you if you wanted some water and you did a head wobble and said yes.”

“No way, dude.”

“I saw it!”

“Don’t tell anyone, man.”

 

Despite the challenges, the people of India have been amazing – so incredibly friendly and welcoming. They have been one of the main highlights of the journey.

The other night, we were having dinner and a young guy was celebrating his birthday with his girlfriend. Completely unprompted, he came over to our table and gave us each a piece of his birthday cake.

Indians are also strangely fond of having their picture with us. Us.

Perhaps we appear to be some form of alien V.I.P. (Very Interesting & Peculiar – certainly not very important).

Especially in the north and in the middle of India, getting a selfie with (or a photo of) the alien cosmonauts of spaceship “Ro-ghee Naan” seemed to be a kind of sport.

We are regularly asked at temples for selfies (so I have decided to have a little fun and bust out my spikey ‘Mad Max’ goggles for photos and selfies, which they love).

The other day, we were flagged down by a family of 7 or 8 (who were all packed into a single tuk tuk). They had pulled over ahead of us on the highway and tried to flag us down for us for a photo (sadly, we couldn’t stop).

When we were leaving the Gol Gumbaz mausoleum in Vijayapura, we actually got into a high-speed chase with 2 young kids in a tuk tuk. For 3 kilometers, they pulled up along side us, pulled over in front of us. They tried everything. We tried to signal that we had no time (we still had to drive hours to our hotel), but they were desperate to bag a shot of our little freak show.

Below are just a few of the selfies and photos of the many amazing people who have welcomed us (with big smiles) to their incredible country…