Pune, Day 10 of the Trip

After our seventh and last overnight train, we arrived in Pune, the birthplace of the illustrious Rahul sexy party, Sexy party 1.5, Too Sexy party, and Sexy Road Trip. Immediately when we got to the house rahul’s parents made us feel at home, I don’t know the last time I have met two such welcoming-genuinely-nice-amazing-people, (three counting his granny). Before we entered the house she blessed us with the sacred flame (a candle) and dotted some oil on our foreheads, which I think was to ward bad things away.

Mostly it was amazing to be able to unpack for a few days, do laundry etc, all the things we had been missing traveling nonstop for the past 10 days. The Ayee made a wonderful lunch for us all, and Gardiner and I, determined to learn how to cook Indian food, actually took notes and got to help make Rotti. Unfortunately our rotti making skills were not up to par, and after a few each we were replaced by her 13 year old daughter, who made five in the time it took us to make 1.

Verun and Rahul making noodles

After lunch we drove out to the country club and swam, despite it being really cold. The boys swam for much longer and we made up all sorts of competitions for them, like water running, and swimming without legs. Steffen actually won the water running contest, I think it has to be the first athletic event he has ever won in his life – hopefully for him it will be a new event in the Olympics soon.

After swimming we went back to Anoop’s farmhouse, which was really cool, and had a really yummy sounding fruit garden with mangos, papayas, and lemons; we obviously put papaya there….. We had our first Bollywood experience after dinner, watching Om Shanti Om, a big movie a few years ago. I thought it was so awesome and stayed up to watch all three and a half hours of it – I really wish we hadn’t lost all of our bollywood DVDs.

Snoop-Anoop's motorcycle light was only a headlamp

Famous restaurant in Pune where everyone knew Rahul and we ate a "snack" that tasted kind of like sweet nachos


Eggs are tricky, they take much effort and coordination....another favorite slogan was: "Anytime is egg time"