"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Back On The Road

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It was Friday. We had been travelling for eight days.
The wonders of Hampi and Mysore still floated in and out of my thoughts.
The diverse temples were almost merging into a single amorphous memory.
But our travels were not over.
It was time to get back on the road.

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Before setting out again, there is usually the small matter of re-packing to be dealt with:

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My own packing skills show neither forethought nor patience.
Nowadays, I collect together what seems necessary, then leave my kind staff to do the rest.
A few minutes later, having compared my selection with what he thinks proper, Anu will invariably return with suggestions, such as:
“Papa, I think maybe you wanting some inner-wear*?”
 (*Indian English for underwear)

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He is practically always right. My planning is well on the way to becoming reliably unreliable.


Perhaps I am better suited to observing life from the sidelines.
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2 responses

  1. Toffeeapple

    I abhor packing but I do admire the wood-pile on that tractor. ‘Inner-wear’ – I think I shall adopt that.

    May 23, 2011 at 4:30 pm

    • Yes, “inner-wear” seemed the most logical description, once I thought about it..

      May 23, 2011 at 4:33 pm

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