Day 107

Sorry, but I have to say it… What a relieve not being in India anymore!!!!! The roads here are a bit better and NOT CROWDED. For the first time in a long time we really enjoy the riding day.

We cross little villages and the jungle!

The houses are modest. The peolple is living near the jungle between rice fields.

Children at school:

Please… don’t hunt us!

We arrive to Kohalpur, and here we have to decide if we stay in one of the hotels that we see or we continue a bit more. As we haven’t done all the km that we wanted, so we decide to ride to the next city. Maps me “says” we’ll fins there and on the way at least 3 hotels.

Kohalpur:

We reach Khaskusma without seeing any hotel on the way. We ask around and anybody knows one here… Finally we see a hotel sign in a restaurant. I go to ask about it and I end up walking 10 minutes through the jungle with a young boy. When we arrive to the “hotel” I’m shocked. It’s a clay house with straw roof, but the walls don’t end on the roof!!! It’s open!! there is no electricity, no toilet, no water, and a fat rat jumps above my head in the room. Hmmmmm tempting, but no thanks, rats on the room are my limit.

We have to continue riding to the next village, and pray to find there a proper hotel (at least a fully closed room without rats). We have two concerns, we are low in fuel and the dark is coming fast, so we start riding again to Lamahi.

We try to refuel on the way, but all the gas station are closed, we can’t reach the next village with the fuel we have! At some point a guy says he knows where we can find some gas, and he guides us with his motorbike to a little shop. There, a girl sells us 2l of gas in a bottle of water. More than nothing!

As we’ve lost a lot of time searching for fuel, the night catches us on the road. Here, comes de 3rd problem. The light is not working!!! we have to use the dipper light and everyone is complaining about it. I’m quite sure that nobody will recommend to ride through a jungle during the night on a motorbike. I have to say that it is quite disturbing because we are quite slow and you feel as “someone” could jump upon you at any moment! We spend around two hours riding in complete dark, almost alone. When we see some lights we stop to ask for the village. It’s a military post and they get really nervous when they see us, they start screaming WHO ARE YOU??? WHAT DO YOU WANT?? WHO ARE YOU??? We shout TOURIST! TOURIST! HOTEL???? Then, they calm down and they say Lamahin is nearby. What a relieve!!!

Finally, we reach Lamahi with the fuel warning light on… We just have fuel to ride 2 or 3 km more! That was tight! Now another odyssey begins. Here, there are lots of hotels, but they are creepy as hell. The rooms are dirty, they don’t have toilet, no hot water, etc. We ask for the best hotel in town and we go there. This room is habitable, so we take it! What a relieve we can rest! And then, a woman comes laughing and saying no… The hotel is fully booked. At this point I want to cry. WHY??????

We end up in a creepy hotel, but at least it has air conditioning… And a 25 cm lizard (from now on named Ermenegildo), at least one cricket (Pepito), and a bunch of mosquitoes and other bugs.

Sleep tight!!