Me, A Bike, and an Indian Cab Driver
I got back from a lovely weekend in Goa this past weekend and had to make up for the half day I took on Friday so I went into the office on Sunday afternoon. After about two hours of work, I decided that I needed some dinner, having not eaten since I had left Goa earlier that morning.
I decided to take a bike to building 8, about a 10 minute walk from my office in building 38. I got to Dominos Pizza, the only place open on the INFY campus on a weekend, and ordered myself a lovely cheese and BBQ chicken pizza. After it was done cooking, I took the pizza and hopped on a bike to head back to building 38.
Indians, like the British, drive on the left side of the road. This includes walking and biking as well. It took me about a week to adjust to this, but I managed. So I was biking on the left side of the road and after turning, I saw a cab veering towards me - also on my side of the street (his right side of the road). I panicked, so I swerved right, as did he (his left). He was about to hit me (maybe 5 meters away) when I swerved again and we missed each other. I was too shaken up to start screaming at the guy.
I am not a natural bike rider, having barely ridden a bike since I was a kid. So you can imagine my alarm as I tried to maneuver the bike away from the oncoming car. It turned out that the guy riding in the back of the cab, was another intern, Ostein, from Norway.
October 28th, 2008 at 9:56 am
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