Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Three or thirty days later, I forget

We are now in Ratlan, about 100K from our start point in Jaisalmer.  We have been on 4 lane highways, two lane secondary roads, passageways through tows and villages that should never pass as roads, and thorough it all thanks to Mac in the cities, Morrie and Kyle, we have navigated the labyrinth with minimal conflict or confusion. Mac has excelled at securing good (here in Ratlan) to fabulous accommodations for our road weary bones. I don't think there exist any hotels that go into that great list in this town. Perhaps the first alert was when we saw a truck parked in front with speakers larger than most family cars we have seen n the road. Promptly at 1100 PM we were awakened by Indian music, drums,fireworks/gun fire and sundry other explicitive inducing disrupters that sleep was not possible for another hour. The occasion has not yet been identified. Breakfast now. More to come. 

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