We leave our hotel at dawn, and have to face a thick smog, a mix of morning fog and house smokes. Indeed, people burn whatever to heat their houses at night and cook breakfast. I cannot stand that acrid smell (âcre).
We will have to ride 220 km today, until we reach Udaipur, the Venice of the East, also called The Pink City… A motivating target!
Kids are obviously the first ones to come to us. but old men are not far, they just pretend they have something to do in the neighborhood but they are here as well. Kids are intrigued, oldies are amused. With our helmets, reinforced gloves and jackets, heavy shoes, we look like Robocops !
On the road again, ready to overtake everything, including the amazingly colorful Indian trucks.