Bharampur to Visakhapatnam, Andhra Pradesh
21.12.2010 - 21.12.2010
I have one friend from near Berhampur but she married now so I escaped to meet her otherwise I would have an insight in to the Oria life This state still host abject poverty, more than Jharkhand. How this does not change while India change too much in last 10 year in front of my eyes. Old ladies wear only sari to cover her whole body and men do not cover upper body. Funny part is that, so called golden quadrilateral (the pride of India in terms of road transportation) is still not completed in this region and used by farmers to beat Dhaan and get rice out of it. They use whole 2 lane of this 4 lane highway and it looks more like that I am driving through farms with a solid base underneath me. (All beautiful women manage to cover all of it which you want to see)
In the afternoon, I start looking for Taadiwaali and it’s been since a long (around 50 Km) since I last saw them and very soon I got many. I choose one with no other customer. We didn’t understand each other’s language but that is what my specialty to make anybody understand. She kept pouring Taadi in my glass and I took around 1 liter than she also packed 1 liter for route. I guess she misunderstood that I am asking her to come along with me to vizag. (And she was not angry, this east Godavari region, I love here). Anyway I start again after saying lovely good bye to her and within 10 km I puke the whole 1 liter in 5 sec. (it was just like I supposed to carry that taadi for 10 km in my stomach)
I reached Vizag quite early, straight went to railway station and it was costly and I got a quick checkup of bike (he really don’t know much)
The bell boy of the hotel was really greedy.
Visakhapatnam, Andhra Pradesh
300 on NH 5