Showing posts with label Ahmedabad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ahmedabad. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Button Up Your Shirt, Jackass!

This incident happened on the second day of our Bangalore-Leh trip.

We exited the expressway and hit NH 8. The highway was crowded due to traffic snarls created by the road widening work. Within minutes of hitting the highway, we were stopped by traffic cops. They were stopping all out-of-state vehicles and checking their papers. They asked us for Thomas' drivers license and the vehicle's emmission certificate. We produced both and they let us go. The same was repeated at least three times and each time we were allowed to go without a hitch.

Just when I thought that we had exited the city, an officer with a posse of constables stopped us. This chap looked more like a goon. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and he was unshaven. One of the constables flagged us down and this chap (let's call him Jackass) swaggered up to us. He, like the others before him, demanded Thomas' drivers license. When convinced of its authenticity, he demanded the emission certificate. He looked quite disappointed when even that turned out to be authentic. Then, he told Thomas that we needed to pay a fine of 200 rupees and then moved to the front of the vehicle with the emission certificate in his hand.

I realized that this chap needed some special treatment. I got out of the vehicle and very firmly, demanded that he hand back the certificate. He did so immediately, but no sooner had he done that that he began commenting about the fact that we were violating local laws by not having a yellow strip on the side of both headlamps. I told him that we had been intercepted by three other teams and that none of them had pointed it out. He and I both realized that he was just bluffing and looking for a way to make some easy money.

I then drew up to him, looked him straight in the eye, and very firmly ordered him to button up his shirt. That completely took him by surprise. Before he could recover, I gave him a stern lecture about harassing the public and that he had no business stopping us. I then changed my posture. Half sitting on the bonnet with one foot on the bumper, I gave him a dressing down. By the time I finished, he had already given up on us and left looking like a jackal that has just lost its meal. He left saying, "I'm letting you go because you are traveling with your family". What the..!!!

During the entire incident, both Thomas and Chanda tried to appear very serious, but were very amused.

Moral of the story - Understand your rights and learn the rules. Never let cops bully you.

BBC2Leh - Day 2, Thane to Udaipur

We all woke up at 6:00 AM, tired and groggy. Last night's adventure had blunted our enthusiasm a bit. We got ready quickly and checked out by 7:30 AM. Luckily for us, we found a very neat and small eatery selling samosas, kachoris, jalebis, and tea. Chanda the Punjaban's happiness was unmatchable! :)

Right next to the samaosa shop was a bakery. Simple mallus - Thomas and I bought snacks from the bakery. Before we left, we had samosas and jelabis for breakfast with hot tea. This lifted our spirits immensely and we left Thane in a very good mood.

While buying the breakfast, we confirmed our exit route from Thane to the highway. We didn't want to get into the same situation as the previous day.

UP-style breakfast in Thane

It began to drizzle as we left Thane. We passed yet another (and the last in Maharashtra) toll gate before the traffic thinned out. We maintained a healthy steady speed of 100 kmph throughout the stretch. Soon however, we noticed that the vehicle was making odd noises when the accelerator was stepped on. Chanda immediately got into action. She called up the Mahindra helpline and worked on identifying a service station. Thomas spoke to Nanda (the Jeep expert in our group). Nanda diagnosed this as a minor issue with the propeller shaft and suggested that we get the vehicle examined by a local truck mechanic. Chanda managed to get through to a service station in Vapi and spent several minutes explaining the problem to them as Thomas started looking out for truck workshops.

Coated with dirt


We finally spotted a truck workshop on the highway, a muddy yard filled with trucks, adjoining a restaurant. There was a mechanic greasing a truck. He was a short wiry guy probably from eastern UP. He carried a pail of grease and was covered in grease and dirt. When I explained the problem to him, he understood it, and promptly slid under the Bolero. He examined the differential and propeller shaft and pronounced his verdict - slight play in the propeller shaft, but not life-threatening.

I paid him 100 rupees for his diagnosis. He looked stunned for a moment. He had probably expected 10 rupees or nothing at all. He promptly pocketed the money and as if to make this stop really worthwhile, he again slid under the Bolero, greased the suspension, and reassured us that all was fine. I really felt sad for him. This guy saved me a few thousand rupees and probably didn't even realize that. Even if he did, he didn't possess the guile to trick me into parting with more money. Thomas explained that the service station would have replaced the entire shaft assembly, charged me a bomb, and wasted the entire day in the process. So, we decided not to go to the service station and carry on with the drive.


The honest truck mechanic

It continued to rain as we drove through Maharashtra and we reached the Gujarat border by 10:30 AM. The rain had ceased a bit, but it was cloudy and made the aircon very effective. The road was familiar but vastly improved. In Dec 2008, when traveling from Delhi to Bangalore, we encountered several diversions as the highway was being upgraded. This time around, we found that the highway had been widened. We made very good progress through Gujarat, paid lesser toll fees than we did in Maharashtra, and by lunch time, we had covered nearly 400 kms.

In our last drive to Gujrat, we had excellent authentic Kathiawadi food. Chanda was adamant on stopping only at a restaurant that offers Kathiawadi food. Lunch After searching for an authentic katiawadi restaurant, we finally settled on a restaurant that looked authentic, but turned out to be fake. But the food was good. So after a sumptuous lunch, we set out again. Thomas took to the wheel, and I retired to the rear seat to sleep. Chanda continued to navigate and didn't sleep at all.

When I woke up, we were already on the Ahmedabad-Baroda expressway and it was raining very heavily. It stopped raining by the time we finished. During this time, Chanda also drove a bit. Here, we refueled at a Reliance gas station.


Heavy rains in Gujarat


Chanda driving


We exited the expressway at about 4:30 PM and entered the Ahmadabad city. It slowed us down a bit. The highway was being widened and there were several diversions. The traffic police were stopping all out-of-state vehicles and checking for emission certificates and drivers licenses. Luckily we had both and it was smooth sailing except for one incident - Button Up Your Shirt, Jackass!


Roads being widened in the outskirts of Ahmadabad

We entered Rajastan at about 7:00 PM. The drive was incredibly good and the bliss on Thomas' face was unmistakable. The drive was so scenic, that I finally got Thomas to stop to take a few pics. We made such good progress that we reached the outskirts of Udaipur by 8:30 PM - 12 hours. However, the last 20 kilometers to the resort took us nearly one hour due to a heavy traffic jam all the way up to the Prathap Nagar circle.

Ghats near Udaipur


NH8 leading to Udaipur


We finally reached the resort at 9:30 PM. The resort, Rupi's Resort, was a huge and peaceful place. Situated right next to the Udaipur airport (they share a wall), this place has a huge lawn in the middle with rooms on all three sides. As this was an off-season month, the place was almost unoccupied. The weather was wonderful due to the cyclonic disturbances in Gujarat.

Rupi's resort

Rupi's resort - shares a boundary wall with the Udaipur airport and is on NH 76


Rupi's resort - view from the balcony

The drive had been very good and we were hungry and a bit sleepy. I promptly ordered dinner which was served after nearly an hour. We soon realized why. The portions were huge and the food was fantastic. We hit the sack shortly after midnight.


Route Details

In Thane, get on to NH8. This map should help.


Then remain on NH8. You will pass through major cities of Gujarat and Rajastan.


At the outskirts of Udaipur City, take a turn towards the Airport (you will find signboards.) When interacting with locals, ask for Prathap Nagar circle. After the circle, you switch from NH8 to NH76. This map should help.