Tajmania
November 5th 2009 After the rickshaw ride from hell in Delhi, I arrived in Agra simply wanting to go to bed and try to sleep it off. Instead, my rickshaw from the station was charged by a herd of cows, and I only survived thanks to the quick reactions of my driver, Sultan. Unfortunately, for saving my life, he seemed to think that I i) was somehow blessed by God and therefore important, and ii) owed him something (
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