So an early flight on Saturday morning meant that last night was the last night out of my stay.

We went to a slightly strange jungle themed bar. It was fairly noisey in there and all the bar staff looked like safari guides.

It was a pretty hairy journey to the bar on the back of Siva’s motorbike. I think I saw more cows and buffaloes than people. They are kind of like unofficial traffic wardens, inadvertently controlling the traffic by generally getting in the way and sitting slumped across lanes like lazy beasts. I have yet to find out how many road deaths of cows there are every year, but I think there must be quite a few. I don’t fancy the chances of an Auto if striking one of these things. The cow may even come off better. This should of course be tested.

Unfortunately all the bars/pubs close at 11pm, so it was a relatively early night ready for more worky stuff the following day. I could hardly sleep in anticipation for the team photo today.

Here Siva and I can be see with goblets. Siva is a true legend over here and is a particularly suitable candidate for taking on the mantle of feeds work.