Phil, Wayne and Other Confusions

Monday, June 27, 2005

Jullundur

The distance from the border to Jullundur is only 70 miles or so. But the train from the border took several hours. Stopping in the middle of nowhere and then moving at a snails pace. It was dark when I reached this Punjabi town of several hundred thousand.

Jeff, my best buddy from high school was in the Peace Corps in Jullundur. I had his address but he didn't know that I was on the way.

I hired a cycle-rickshaw at the train station, gave the driver the address and off we went into the night. After Pakistan I was a bit freaked out about my personal safety. As we rode along I had my hand in my daypack on my knife for defense. But, we arrived at his location without incident.

All lights were off and in a cluster of small houses I had no idea where Jeff might be living. I said to the driver - 'Let's go back'. He said 'No' and persisted in looking around, knocking on a door and there was Jeff.

I don't remember but I hope that my driver got an excellet tip.

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