Got a bike. Tend to bomb around the ring road singing and practicing automatic-off-the-cuff rap skills when morale gets low, (I figured they'll stare anyway, so what the hell). Quite a liberating experience certainly couldn't do that in London without ending up injured. Been to see some temples, (arrived in thunderstorm/monsoon downpour, climbed hundreds of steps (thankfully jack was in the pack, so kept upper-body and bag dry). Got to the top literally just as the sun came out, a ray of light falling on to a camel, which I took as a sign to ride (never been on one before, ...saggy humps, good healthy-rancid-stench, some regal-red-chairman-Mao material to sit on. Photograph taken by toothless man).

Have been incorporated into various groups of persons playing games, whom usually can't speak English. Therefore, have spent a few lazy afternoons squatting in park corners communicating through gesture, smiles and small diagrams in attempts to learn card and chequer style games. I'm not one for remembering rules of this sort even when they are repeated time and time again in English, so this was a frustrating experience, and one that made me look characteristically daft... something I am getting used to.

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