Memorable Moments: 1st taxi cab experience in India

Paul's indian road experience: After bartering a good rate we jump into a taxi home. At this point I learn how different the roads are in India.
People ignore the lane markings & pretty much all the road rules for that matter. They do know how to horn though. They horn when they are near another car, when they pass & sometimes just cause they feel like it.

On the way home our taxi driver was like a maniac, pulling stunts that i wouldnt have the bottle to do when playing a computer game. Eventually he pulled over & decided he was too tired to drive any further & pulled over a rickshaw to take us the rest of our journey.

Right so that should be safer, maybe for a little while. Then we eventually get lost so Mr rickshaw driver decides to stop for directions. Hey no problem but then as we are passing some guy walking in the street smacking a big stick off the ground he decides to stop and ask him. Me wetting my pants thinking for christ's sake is there nobody else to ask, for god's sake he's smacking a big stick off the ground walking through the street in the early hours of the morning!!!

This is where Bobbi informs me this is India nightwatchman. Later Ashish corrects us that there are these guys who walk through the street smacking a stick off the ground so that people don't sleep so soundly as they ignore burglars.

This sounds like a stupid idea at first but later becomes far beyond insane when you get woken up by it night after night. Things couldn't get worse as far as sleep goes I hear you say. But no, at 6am some guy wakes you up again shouting for you to buy fruit, then his friend selling balloons, then milk, then every god damn other thing under the sun. This continues until regular people would get out of bed. Arseholes!