Two Traffic junctions – Jodphur & Madurai

We arrived in Jodphur, Rajastan on 26^th July. Ramesh turned the Ambassador down the narrow street leading to our guest house & we were drawn inexorably into the funniest traffic jam of my life. The road, lane really, was a major thoroughfare in this old part of the city but barely wide enough for our car & a tuk-tuk to pass normally. So it was a perfect place, of course, for the sewer wallahs to dig up the tarmac, deliver 600mm concrete piping, & then go "oh bugger it, tiffin time lads, we'll be back on Tuesday". Utter chaos ensued as Ramesh refused to back up, the tuk-tuk drivers became equally truculent & the pedestrians struggled to find a way past. But check out the two hajjis with orange-dyed beards carrying on work in the shops at exhaust-pipe level, just another day…

After that the Jodphur evening market was a relatively peaceful din.

Weeks later & 1000kms away we were in Madurai, standing on a quiet street corner for a couple of minutes. There's a comic roadsign, a disco temple, an optimistic deliverer of plastic pipes, the cow that knocked C over, & the aforementioned spats! I Love this video.