"Well that was 'fun' wasn't it!" Our night in the big ass sleeper bus, in my eyes, was fun: People walking up and down the outside whenever we stopped, banging on the windows trying to sell us everything from kitchen utensils to bottles of water and so much chai. The speed bumps. The heat from all the passengers. The constant beeping of the buses horn and all the other vehicles. The swerving of the bus to miss animal, mineral, vegetable, vehicle or the wild lesser spotted pothole slamming us from one side to another. After a certain speed, the entire vehicle would try and vibrate itself to pieces. Every indian on board was playing songs from bollywood movies on their phones. The smell of feet, urine, shit, vomit, sweat, tobacco and animals mixed in with masala
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