Blistering heat on the highway[/caption]
I stopped for Lunch at 2 p.m. at a dhaba in Tawa on National Highway 8. It was expensive as it was the only eating place nearby. After having some food, I asked the owner for a place ahead on the highway where I could stay. He asked my whereabouts and the purpose. I explained to him and he told me that I could stay at his farmhouse, which he often gives to travellers for rest. The fare he asked was more than half of my daily budget but later, after I told him my budget, he conceded after consulting with his wife.
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Waiting for my lunch at the dhaba[/caption]
This place did not even have a good mobile network and I was not feeling good having stayed there. I had already cycled 116 kilometres that day and it was very hot in the afternoon. I knew I would enter Gujarat the next day and I still had to decide about my stopover over there.
