I learnt several lessons today. The first of which is to pick your taxi carefully. That they will put at least 15 passengers in an ancient 4x4 with a couple on the roof is a given. If you can, find one where the outer tyre tread isn't peeling from the canvas, and where there aren't so many hangers on on the back that the front wheels no longer offer any use as guidance for the vehicle's trajectory. Your chances of survival have just exponentially increased, regardless of the fact that others might have faux religious icons bejewelling the dashboard and paint scrubbed almost to the bare metal.
As promised by Gautam (the head teacher), walk to Sillary we did this afternoon. Expecting to proceed on foot from the outset, we were initially disappointed to find that the first part of the journey would be by vehicle. But actually, having proffed some roofrack perches (the novelty only just outweighed the discomfort), watching the boys up there with us and their obvious innocent enjoyment of the situation was the highlight of the day.
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