Day 79 – Pondicherry to Tiruchirapalli
Its a Sunday. But that’s not the only reason why it is such a bad day for riding.
Its a sooooper lazy day. I didn’t feel like getting off my bed. I wanted a bathtub and me inside it. I wanted the AC on at full blast. And I wanted Quantum of Solace on TV. So it was a very bad day for riding halfway across tropical Tamil Nadu. South India, I guess, is like that.
Half heartedly, I got my ass out of bed and on my bike at around mid-day. It was sunny. Very hot and humid. Not worth going out, I almost decided. But for some reason, I didn’t go back up. (I later realized the reason was that I would have to untie the luggage again which was way more work than starting the bike and heading out on the road.)
The parting views of the Pondicherry sea face.
|From Earning My Quarter Mile|
My pants became sweaty very soon and riding was acutely uncomfortable. The roads were okay which was only a saving grace. The heavy jacket and the helmet (both of which are “ventilated”) were a pain. I wanted to get rid of both of them but had no place to keep either. I was stuck.
Slowly, I rode through the villages and towns passing through the same gawking eyes, excited kids and surprised elders I see everywhere. It wasn’t until 6.30 that I made it to Tiruchirapalli (more popularly known as Trichy, as I today realized). As I checked into another rather expensive hotel, I was wondering how long before I run out of money. It seems like a photo finish as of now.
By the way, I was right about the clutch case oil seal. It is leaking again.