I rarely enter a situation with the intention of getting rejected which is exactly how I am writing this post from India:
just like I imagined,
but with a private bathroom,
and this goat is wearing a shirt.
My plan:
Out of proximity and interest I was going to drive MV Augusta F4 (the casual name I have given to my rented Japanese scooter) to the Nepalese boundary line and then, well, that was as far as I had planned because clearly I was going to be denied entry; India requires a notoriously hard-to-procure visa.
…
I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth
At boarder patrol I stopped my bike.
“Namaste,” I smiled.
The guard with the gun said something in Hindi as I cocked my head to one side, “What?”
Another smile.
“Go” he stated in what had to be English.
I nodded as if I expected this.
Sure.
“Go?”, I confirmed, turning on my scooter
–he waved me on.
Soooo, new plan, I’m in India. It’s been 24 hours and I don’t expect to stay long but — if I’m being honest — I think this elephant wants me to stay.
As always; when I’m done surprising myself I’ll let you know what happened.
for realz,
mi
Adventuresam 
So nice to hear/see what you are up to. A rented scooter, huh? At least we know you are an experienced rider. And those elephants in the road are hard to miss.
A lot of things go unclaimed for the lack of asking and you didn’t even have to ask ! Sometimes a pretty face will get you further than a fist full of dollares, were thinking of you ,keep having fun and be safe !
super hard to miss. no crashes for me!
You keep on having the adventure of a lifetime. You are an inspiration!!!!! I will be praying for your safe journey!!! Love, Dar
Aw Dar!!!