28-03-2008
We waited a long time at the beach avenue in Bombay without getting the transformer from Ejvind but the help came from a unknown friend, who in front of the BB found out how to repair the transformer, it was a burned fuse, how shameful I felt myself. And there at the avenue we got an Indian friend mr Bob Rupani the writer of the book Driving Holidays in India. He helped us with the problem of the transformer and Hilton invited us to his home for a bear and a pizza, presented us with a copy of his book, and described in details how to drive to Goa .
We even liked to stay at the avenue,in the morning a lot of people made there morning exersice, and later the trafik was rather calm and at night a lot of people walked along,and we too went along with them..To get out of the town we contracted a taxi to put us on the right road.
The distance from Bombay to Goa is 600 km.Two roads go hereto, one along the coast and one inland ,to go fast we choose the inland, a fantastic good and modern road, but to cross over to the coast was a bit of a job, but we did it.
We came to Colva beach, but it was not our beach, but without knowing how we came on a road very, very long which brought us to the coast but not that beach we dreamed about we had to stop high up on the clif, here is hot but there is a wind ok.To go down to the water is difficult, may be we will try it now.
And sp we did see the photo, and we took the first swim since Greece, and what a swim ? a clean sand beach just for our self, and water very hot.

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No 01 Bob and I at our avenue I Bombay
No o2to 06 At our so waited beach in Goa
No 07 Dora climbing down to our own beach
No 08 and 09 Dora at the beachNo 10 did not com out and the water from the surf very nearly spoiled the camara, only to day I managed to recuperate it .

23-03-2008
We went from Agra to Gwalia in one day. Here we did tourism, visiting yhe fort on a high cliff, and parked on an open place near the center of the town
In the evening I had contact with Britta and Jason . It seems that Jason has got his money now.
From here to Bombay it was three days road,road and road through flat land and trough high mountains , on good asphalt and bad ditto and always in a noisy trafik.The use of the horn seems to be a need. Blow Horn is written on the back of the lorries, better be: use your mirror.
In the town Bhopal we found an internet café, and got bad news from Jason:The Chinese government has closed the border to Tibet for foreigners, and supposed us to enter China through Pakistan, I answered ok anyhow an adventure.
We found good gas stations for overnight an oasis in the middle of the heat and the dust..
In the middle of the road near Dhule we got stuck in a giant traffic jam and resolved leave the road as it got dark.
During the night I did a stupid thing, I have to tell it because the result was that the result was that the starter motor burned, and I had e very bad night, how to get spare parts in a new country ?
In the morning I had to get help to push the BB to start.
We reached Dhule at midday and in the heat and the dust we found a small electrical workshop, and a young man began at once to repair the starter, no problem with spare parts ,after 4 hours every thing settle and also cheap. That was the third starter, two in Iran and now here. The young electrician got help with the cost calculation from his professor Cheemann I got his card with E mail address.
At top of all this I have to tell that I happen to burn off the transformer 12vots to 20volts which my old friend Ejvind gave me all the way back till Brazil, and when I need it very badly I asked him to send a new one here to Bombay exactly to Hilton Hotel, and so he did.Unfortunetly it has not arrived and there has com an Easter holly day to delay everything.
We are now in Bombay and have found a good place to park at an avenue along the Arabian Sea with fresh wind from the sea







We went from Agra to Gwalia in one day. Here we did tourism, visiting yhe fort on a high cliff, and parked on an open place near the center of the town
In the evening I had contact with Britta and Jason . It seems that Jason has got his money now.
From here to Bombay it was three days road,road and road through flat land and trough high mountains , on good asphalt and bad ditto and always in a noisy trafik.The use of the horn seems to be a need. Blow Horn is written on the back of the lorries, better be: use your mirror.
In the town Bhopal we found an internet café, and got bad news from Jason:The Chinese government has closed the border to Tibet for foreigners, and supposed us to enter China through Pakistan, I answered ok anyhow an adventure.
We found good gas stations for overnight an oasis in the middle of the heat and the dust..
In the middle of the road near Dhule we got stuck in a giant traffic jam and resolved leave the road as it got dark.
During the night I did a stupid thing, I have to tell it because the result was that the result was that the starter motor burned, and I had e very bad night, how to get spare parts in a new country ?
In the morning I had to get help to push the BB to start.
We reached Dhule at midday and in the heat and the dust we found a small electrical workshop, and a young man began at once to repair the starter, no problem with spare parts ,after 4 hours every thing settle and also cheap. That was the third starter, two in Iran and now here. The young electrician got help with the cost calculation from his professor Cheemann I got his card with E mail address.
At top of all this I have to tell that I happen to burn off the transformer 12vots to 20volts which my old friend Ejvind gave me all the way back till Brazil, and when I need it very badly I asked him to send a new one here to Bombay exactly to Hilton Hotel, and so he did.Unfortunetly it has not arrived and there has com an Easter holly day to delay everything.
We are now in Bombay and have found a good place to park at an avenue along the Arabian Sea with fresh wind from the sea







We went from Agra to Gwalia in one day. Here we did tourism, visiting yhe fort on a high cliff, and parked on an open place near the center of the town
In the evening I had contact with Britta and Jason . It seems that Jason has got his money now.
From here to Bombay it was three days road,road and road through flat land and trough high mountains , on good asphalt and bad ditto and always in a noisy trafik.The use of the horn seems to be a need. Blow Horn is written on the back of the lorries, better be: use your mirror.
In the town Bhopal we found an internet café, and got bad news from Jason:The Chinese government has closed the border to Tibet for foreigners, and supposed us to enter China through Pakistan, I answered ok anyhow an adventure.
We found good gas stations for overnight an oasis in the middle of the heat and the dust..
In the middle of the road near Dhule we got stuck in a giant traffic jam and resolved leave the road as it got dark.
During the night I did a stupid thing, I have to tell it because the result was that the result was that the starter motor burned, and I had e very bad night, how to get spare parts in a new country ?
In the morning I had to get help to push the BB to start.
We reached Dhule at midday and in the heat and the dust we found a small electrical workshop, and a young man began at once to repair the starter, no problem with spare parts ,after 4 hours every thing settle and also cheap. That was the third starter, two in Iran and now here. The young electrician got help with the cost calculation from his professor Cheemann I got his card with E mail address.
At top of all this I have to tell that I happen to burn off the transformer 12vots to 20volts which my old friend Ejvind gave me all the way back till Brazil, and when I need it very badly I asked him to send a new one here to Bombay exactly to Hilton Hotel, and so he did.Unfortunetly it has not arrived and there has com an Easter holly day to delay everything.
We are now in Bombay and have found a good place to park at an avenue along the Arabian Sea with fresh wind from the sea








We went from Agra to Gwalia in one day. Here we did tourism, visiting yhe fort on a high cliff, and parked on an open place near the center of the town
In the evening I had contact with Britta and Jason . It seems that Jason has got his money now.
From here to Bombay it was three days road,road and road through flat land and trough high mountains , on good asphalt and bad ditto and always in a noisy trafik.The use of the horn seems to be a need. Blow Horn is written on the back of the lorries, better be: use your mirror.
In the town Bhopal we found an internet café, and got bad news from Jason:The Chinese government has closed the border to Tibet for foreigners, and supposed us to enter China through Pakistan, I answered ok anyhow an adventure.
We found good gas stations for overnight an oasis in the middle of the heat and the dust..
In the middle of the road near Dhule we got stuck in a giant traffic jam and resolved leave the road as it got dark.
During the night I did a stupid thing, I have to tell it because the result was that the result was that the starter motor burned, and I had e very bad night, how to get spare parts in a new country ?
In the morning I had to get help to push the BB to start.
We reached Dhule at midday and in the heat and the dust we found a small electrical workshop, and a young man began at once to repair the starter, no problem with spare parts ,after 4 hours every thing settle and also cheap. That was the third starter, two in Iran and now here. The young electrician got help with the cost calculation from his professor Cheemann I got his card with E mail address.
At top of all this I have to tell that I happen to burn off the transformer 12vots to 20volts which my old friend Ejvind gave me all the way back till Brazil, and when I need it very badly I asked him to send a new one here to Bombay exactly to Hilton Hotel, and so he did.Unfortunetly it has not arrived and there has com an Easter holly day to delay everything.
We are now in Bombay and have found a good place to park at an avenue along the Arabian Sea with fresh wind from the sea

We left Delhi and reached Agra in one day, and 6 km before the town we found a good place to stop .By luck there was an internet café nearby, and what a surprice when I opened it there was Mail from Jason with good news the police would let me drive once my international driverlicence was ok .
Again I got in contact with my cosine in Denmark and Jason in China both by mail and telephone, fantastic thinking that that is possible standing in a roadside telephone box.And we could returne to the old plan.After Agra we can go to Bombay where we hope to find a nice beach with a fresh wind from the sea. .
Now to see the Taj Mahal we found a hotel where we parked in the garden, a good and calm place.
This morning we went there with a richchau, and here is the result.

No 01 A tomb neare to our first stop.
No 02 what a traffic
No 03 The Taj from the backside.
No 04 The river
No 05The Red Fort
No 06 The entrance to the Taj
No 07 This animal you see all over
No 08 And here is the Taj Mahal
No 09 The Taj at the river sideNo 10 Our holy cow at the entrence to T M

03-03-2008
We left the golden temple to go to Delhi 400km road double lane most of the way, but slow because of the mixed traffic, a lot of people on the road, exactly people, people and more people, well that is India..
And we came to Delhi, the tourist book showed a camping place near the center, but there was no camping place instead we parked in a place alongside an avenue a very noisy street, and I found an internet café nearby and took the correspondent with China, and I even spoke with Mr Jason on the phone every thing ok, until this morning, when I read a mail from him, he could not arrange the trip because I was too old to drive car in China, never thought about that,and nothing to do about that.
We have to think about a new plan, a lot of thinking..
And only a fortnight a go the problem was the cold night and now it is exactly the other way, sitting in the middle of the street in atemperature more than 35.
Yesterday Sunday we took a taxi round the Indian capital, a very beautiful town, and took a lot of photos.
No 01 Here we parked two nights
No 02 inside the red fort
No 03 Outside the red fort
No 04 What a mes.
No 05 Another temple
No 06 And another
No 07 This is a tomb
No 08 The Indian Gate
No 09 The Lotus Temple( you have to take your shoos of to go in)
No 10 The Lotus Temple