Day 4: A Day in Dolatpura!

Hey Everyone! This is Erica. I am pretty excited to be back in Gujarat. I’ve missed the food, the colors, and the noise. I think I can even say that the heat (108 degrees F today!) is bearable.

Today was our first day in Dolatpura. We spent a couple hours in the morning seeing all of our old friends and partners. It was exciting for me to see familiar faces (both at the factory and in Dolatpura). I even remembered some names! We wandered around Dolatpura visiting some houses and waving at people. All of the girls remembered me drawing the animals and made me get out my notebook.


One cool thing we saw were some monkeys (“vandro”) running through the village, jumping on the roofs, and drinking out of people’s water buckets. People threw rocks to keep them from stealing water. When the monkeys ran on the corrugated metal roofs, they made loud banging noises. At this point we were visiting Jenabhai’s family. His son told us that sometimes the monkeys damage the houses. I started to imagine the effect of having squirrels the size of small children running around and climbing trees in Michigan. I bet Michigan Squirrel Club would love that!


We also visited the woman who builds stoves, Sumitraben. She told us that she is planning on building a stove for her own house sometime soon; she said that we could watch. When we asked if we could help, everyone in the room laughed. We’ll see! Everyone in Dolatpura was excited because Sumitraben’s daughter is getting married this week. The wedding will last three days. Preparations were being made and music was playing in the streets. It is so exciting to be around at such a festive time!

I sat in on a talk about dreams with some of the girls in the village while the rest of the group played cricket outside in the street. Then, they dragged me out and made me play too. I felt super awkward with a cricket bat, but all the boys love to teach us how to play and don’t care that I am a beginner.


After visiting Dolatpura, we went back to the factory for a meal in the canteen. We quenched our thirst with Maaza mango juice and Thums Up cola. Yay for delicious Gujarati food!



Day 25: Also Know as “Day A LOT”

Namaste! This is Erica checking in for day 25. Today was my second day back in the office after taking Monday off. I got pretty sick on the drive home from Gir and was up all night trying to recover. Needless to say, not really a story for the blog, but if you’re super curious about the gory details I can fill you in some other time.

Today was an exciting day because we had two formal interviews planned and also we had a presentation to the villagers scheduled for the afternoon. Lately, we’ve been splitting up our groups based on gender. We’ve found that this leads to better formal interviews because a woman is more willing to talk openly about her life with Zoha, Brianna, and I. As for the male team members, I think having us females around just cramps their style (that is a joke. Side note, but kind of not a side note: observing the gender roles here has been fascinating to me. I would like to talk to more people and do more research so that I can speak more intelligently about them); the men of Dolatpura seem pretty willing to speak their minds regardless of who is in the room. At 11 am, the males went to interview Andu bhai (a 63 year old man who still climbs 20 meter palm trees), while the females interviewed Parvati ben at her home. 

A bunch of Parvati’s female neighbors also came in to listen and the security guard from SETCO was kind enough to hang out outside. Parvati ben was much more shy than Sangeeta ben. She also expressed some frustration with the intricate dance that is our translation process. Women have said to us on multiple occasions that it would be easier to connect with us if we could speak their language, but we have also all collectively agreed that we are doing our best under the circumstances. A smile, a few animal names, and some noises to accompany the names later: connection made.

Zoha has been kind and patient enough to do an incredible amount of translation, but it still gets exhausting at times. I was really proud today to realize that I could occasionally figure out what people were saying based on a little bit of prior knowledge (from the other women we had talked to), some context clues, and their hand gestures and body language. That was pretty exciting. Additionally, in order to clear the foggy translation process, I speak directly to the woman we are interviewing when I ask questions. Even though she likely does not understand my English, I think it is really important to show respect for people by speaking to them. I realized early in the trip that some of my teammates were not doing this, so I pointed it out. 

After the interviews, we headed back to the SETCO factory canteen and had arguably one of the best meals we have had there (I think we say this everyday). Then, we tromped up to the office to gear up for the afternoon’s presentation. About halfway through the trip, we decided that we weren’t going to run a formal workshop while we were here because we did (and likely still don’t) understand cultural nuances enough to claim (deserve?) attention from anyone. In spite of that decision, we decided that giving a presentation would be beneficial to us so that we could learn how people respond to a more formal group setting so that in the event that we give workshops in coming years, we would have somewhat of a base. In addition, we wanted one more chance to let everyone know where we are from, why we are here, what our plans are, and what we hope for our relationship with the community.

We arrived at the presentation to find quite the setup. Jena bhai had rigged the front porch of his home and those of his neighbors into a screening room. The SETCO Foundation had provided a projector so that we could add visual aids to our presentation. The audience was mostly women and children, but, as time went on, men began to gather in the back of the room. It was exciting to see the familiar faces of people whose homes we had visited (we knew their names too! That is another thing that I have emphasized to myself. Remember EVERYONE’s name). We gave our spiel and then, as orange pop was being served to everyone in the crowd, asked for questions. Throughout our trip, we had mostly been referencing our project as research about water and this presentation was the first time where we had explicitly stated that we were hoping to co-design technology with the help of the community. People were incredibly receptive to this prospect and were excited that a group will also be returning next year. It is interesting that people are so honored that we are visiting their homes and talking to them because we are so honored that people are being so friendly and letting us in.

When Mitch, Mike and Jon went to talk to Duda bhai in the afternoon, they were much more candid about our project ideas and about our perception of the needs in the town. This led to some extremely good input about our ideas and observations thus far. More to follow, I think this post is getting a little long. I got carried away. Like Passion Pit. 

Headed home to Vadodara. Mitch and Erica walked to store. For some reason, they don’t sell Crest toothpaste in India. Learned that poster board is called char paper. I think we may be becoming regulars at the grocery store. The cashier might have smiled with recognition today.

We’re stilling hanging in there! Avjo!


Disclaimer: Title courtesy of Jon because apparently my original title was “socially unacceptable”. 

Days 21 & 22: Gir-ing Up for the Weekend

Mike here, along with the input of the rest of the team. This weekend, SETCO generously took us on a sightseeing excursion to the western coast of Gujarat. We saw Palitana, Gir, and Somnath, and experienced a lot in between.


First up was Palitana. At 4 PM on Friday, we (the team, plus our friend Viral, Raju bhai, Gayatri ben, and Fuzela bhai) packed into a large van and hit the road. Eight hours later, we pulled into our hotel and immediately went to bed; we had an early wake-up ahead. At 6 AM the following morning, we got up and left for the Jain temples in Palitana. Like the Mahakali Temple (which we visited last week), the Palitana Temples sit atop a lonely mountain surrounded by plains. There is a footpath that runs all the way to the top, boasting an impressive 3500 steps.


As a rite of passage, devout Jains run up and down this path 108 times in 60 days, and are not allowed to have food or water during trips. We met someone that was running up and down seven times in a single day. We, however, were just planning on doing it once. The hike itself was great, and even though there were three times as many steps as at Mahakali Temple, we all felt that this hike was easier. We started at 7 AM, long before the heat of the day, and were bombarded by cool wind the entire time. The atmosphere on the trail was very calm; there were no stalls or shops to create crowds and noise. When we finally got to the top, we took in the view and explored a few of the beautifully intricate temples. Also, compared to many historical sites in the US, there was much more freedom to explore. There were few barriers or restrictions; any staircase or door was fair game. After descending, we stopped for sugarcane juice and headed back to the hotel.


Following lunch (featuring a killer mango raas) and a midday nap, we hopped back on the road to travel to Gir, a lush preserve famous for its lions and other wildlife. Late that night, we finally arrived. Our journey took several hours longer than expected due to an unforeseen detour; the road we had planned on taking closes after dark because of lion activity! After a short night of rest, we again got up at 6 AM, but this time, it was for a safari. We climbed into the tour bus, not really sure what to expect. Mike felt dumb because he was wearing the brightest, most fluorescent, neon green shirt in the history of the universe, while there were signs that warned that colorful clothing scares away the animals. Regardless, we saw four lions and many other animals, and none of them seemed too bothered by the squeaky bus brakes, let alone Mike’s squint inducing t-shirt. After the safari, we had delicious aloo paratha (think potato tortillas stuffed with veggies) with yogurt for breakfast before getting ready to drive back to Baroda. Mitch, Mike, and Erica threw a Frisbee for a while, and remembered just how quickly 100+ degree weather will drench you with sweat!


On the way back to Baroda, we stopped in Somnath to see the Somnath Shiv Mandir, an enormous temple on the western coast of Gujarat. This was our first glimpse at the Indian Ocean, and Brianna, Erica, Mitchell, and Zoha took full advantage of it by wading into the water. Erica and Mitch, unknowingly volunteering to captain the “wet row” of the van, jumped all the way in and body surfed. In the meantime, animals surrounded Jon and Mike; there were many people on the beach selling rides on camels, horses, and donkeys. We also stopped for coconuts at a local stand. After we drank the water, the owner chopped up the coconuts (in a fashion that would terrify any boy scout troop leader) so that we could eat the fruit inside. Finally, we began our long car ride back to Baroda.

We spent upwards of 24 hours in a van this weekend, and that time was an adventure in itself. Because most of us are experiencing India for the first time, car rides are the perfect opportunity to soak up what is happening around us. The villages and cities that we pass through are bustling with a kind of activity that is foreign to the US. In New York City, for example, busy means thousands of people rushing up and down the sidewalks in one frame of vision. But even with so many people, few people stop on the street. In Gir, though, there are few people rushing up and down the streets. Busy means countless shops and stands on the sides of the road. There’s always people standing outside at these shops, or working a trade, or stopping to chat. In the places we’ve visited, roads aren’t just a means of transportation, they are the life of the town. All in all, it took us 13 hours to travel just over 300 miles, and we got home at 3:30 AM Monday morning. While this may seem slow, even with traffic, the road system we traveled on was different from the interstate system we are used to in the US. Many times, the highway ended and we had to drive through towns or on back roads, slowing us down significantly. We also stopped periodically to enjoy, as Mitchell would say, the wide varieties of roadside chai. Another interesting point is that, according to Zoha, many people don’t use GPS in India, even if they have access to it. Navigation is often accomplished by word of mouth alone. Viral, Raju, and Fuzela, for example, didn’t use GPS at all, and would periodically pull over to a stand and ask for directions.

We had an amazing weekend, and are extremely grateful that SETCO gave us this opportunity! 


Day 18: Less of a Novelty

Hi all, Mike here for Day 18. Today was our third day in Dolatpura. In the morning, we split up into two groups to talk to two different families. Jon, Mitch, and Brianna spoke with Prikash bhai and his family, and Zoha, Erica, Priyank, and I talked to Bhupad bhai and his family. Bhupad bhai was happy to speak with us, and made us feel welcome in his home. He has six brothers, and all 45 members of his family live adjacent to each other. After introductions, Erica and Zoha broke off to speak with the women of the household, and Priyank and I stayed behind to talk to the men. We did this to create a better environment for open conversation. Bhupad and his family are hardworking farmers who grow corn, wheat, mangoes, and tamarind. They eat the food they grow, and sell the rest at a market in Kalol. Instead of getting water from the water tower, the family uses a personal well that they (the previous generation) built in 1972. There is a branch that lies across the opening of the well, which is used for pulling the water up with rope and bucket. Over the years, as the rope slides across the branch, deep crevices form in the wood. The well is 55 feet deep, and was built entirely by hand; I cannot fathom the skill and precision that was required for that project! After talking, a friend of Bhupad wanted to see an American dollar, as he had never seen one before. I broke out a $1 bill, and we exchanged equal currency.

Tomorrow and Friday we will be learning as much as possible about the water system in Dolatpura. We will be speaking to the pump operator, who comes to the town at 7 AM each morning to turn on the water for an hour. At 8 AM, the water is shut off (despite the short window for running water, there is no apparent shortage in the village). We are particularly interested in the chlorine that is added to the water tower; we do not know how much is added, or with what frequency. In addition, we will redo our water testing at several different points, on the same day, to help ensure consistent results.

In between the more structured tasks, we’ve been trying to start organic conversations and interactions as much as possible. For example, Mitch, Jon, and Brianna played Frisbee with several villagers for over an hour today.


From this, Mitch was able to ask a local farmer if he could try his hand at farming sometime (the farmer said yes, and that he would follow up soon). I managed to play a quick game of cricket with members of Bhupad bhai’s family before leaving. Erica captured the attention of dozens of young girls by drawing animals and exchanging their English name for the Gujarati translation.


All of these interactions help us build rapport with the village. The more comfortable people are with us, the better we’ll get to know the community and their needs. Plus, we hope to strengthen our connections to the point where we can ask people to sit down for “formal” interviews: conversations where two team members can ask questions away from the crowds and public eye. On Thursday, Erica, Zoha, and Brianna will interview Sangeeta, a woman who works and lives in the Dolatpura anganwadi.

We have noticed that each day we go back to Dolatpura, there are significantly fewer people that crowd around us. We think that as people are getting used to us, we are becoming less of a novelty. This is a good thing!

After work, Baroda life has been great. Many of us do a core workout each day to unwind. What started out as “10-minute abs” has turned into a 45-minute daily ritual. Mitch has convinced Erica to hop on the “wheat grass train” and down a cup of the healthy green concoction every night. We are enjoying the many fruits (ones with harder skins of course) and deserts in Gujarat; the mangoes are amazing!


– Mike

Day 17: Learning Animal Names

Hi all: this is Erica checking in for day 17.

On Tuesday, we went back to Dolatpura for a second consecutive time. During this visit, we were hoping to meet with the municipal water pump operator, but we found out when we got there that he would not be joining us. In addition, the patient and kind Surpanch, Arjun, was headed to a wedding in a neighboring town, so he would not be showing us around. We are getting used to last minute changes in plan, so we elected to wander and meet some families under the guidance of Arjun’s younger brother, Jaideep.

Most people (and by most I mean pretty much all) in Dolatpura are farmers, with very strict daily routines. People wake up early to farm and then nap in the afternoon. Women do chores for pretty much the entirety of the day. We are still figuring out how exactly to interact with people in the village without imposing on them. People are so hospitable that it seems as though it would be against their cultural values to refuse to invite us to their home to speak to them; however, we create such a large commotion and disrupt their daily schedule. In addition, it is wedding season, so things are already quite hectic.

We talked this over with Priyank and Gayatri and we decided to split up the group and speak to less families. We also decided to ask the anganwadi worker, Sangeeta, if she would be willing to let the girls in our group interview her. We can figure out a time that works for her and go from there.

One technique that I have found engages people is learning animal names. We had some downtime in the anganwadi when we were waiting for the pump operator, so I took out my notepad and started drawing animals. I made some friends (a crowd of blushing little girls and one bold one) who taught me the Gujarati names for all the animals I drew. Then, as I was walking around the village, I pointed at animals and tried out all the animal names. With this new-found game, I have expanded my vocabulary to include words such as buffalo, cat, and snake.

After another awesome lunch in the canteen at SETCO, we decided to have recess. We threw the frisbee around for a while on the grass before we went inside to reflect and work. Having some down time in the middle of the day definitely helped our productivity in the afternoon.

In the evening, we headed over to Salmaben’s house for a lovely non-vegetarian dinner. We love Ramesh’s food, but it was nice to get some meat. Salmaben’s nephews were super cool and filled us in on all the rules of cricket. As the cricket match we were watching was on national television, there were commercials for alcoholic drinks. I found it interesting to watch these commercials in Gujarat, a dry state. The cricket match also gave us a taste of pop culture in India. I find it interesting to compare American commercials with Indian ones.

That’s all for now!


Day 13: Election Day!

There was a lot of activity on the streets morning as the vote counting began. We saw people sitting outside watching the election on the TV and precautionary police gathered in public areas. Elections are a pretty big deal here. The voter turnout was a whopping 66%–an all time high. The winning party was the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) with candidate Narendra Modi for Prime Minister.

Today I finally got to meet Urja Shah, President of the Setco Foundation. We met with her and Salma Ben and told her about our project and its progress so far:

Now that we’ve spent a good two weeks collecting information on local culture, water, and health practices all around Kalol, we’ve decided to narrow our scope to one village. We found that it is really hard to interview people when we attract such a large crowd. We also feel that we haven’t had enough time to build up the trust to ask more personal questions. So that’s why, in the next two weeks, we want to focus on the village of Dolatpura.

We will start off next week by asking people of Dolatpura some more questions about drinking water and hygiene, just to get acquainted with more families in the village. We also will ask about daily activities to gauge when would be an appropriate time to visit the community. Then we will give a more formal introduction to our project: telling them exactly why we are there and what they should expect in the next few weeks. After that we will continue to visit and ask questions. Once we establish a relationship with some of the villagers we will ask if it would be okay for us to join in some of their daily activities such as washing dishes or preparing food.

I think it will be easier if we divide into small groups. Smaller groups seem to attract less attention and it would promote more one-on-one conversation. I know we will still have to face the language barrier, but we have been getting really good at communicating with body language. It would also be good if we divided our group by gender, so that people feel even more comfortable talking about personal health. I have been surprised by how welcoming and open to answering questions people have been. I can’t thank them enough for taking the time to sit down with us.

A big part of our needs assessment is gauging how the community might react to a change in daily routine. This will become important when we implement our technology in the next visit. It will also be good to know how excited the community is about our project, which will drastically effect how easy it will be to build and maintain our implementation. This has really been a great learning experience and I can’t wait to get in touch with our team back home to talk about what we’ve found.

– Brianna

Day 11: 85 Degrees F is Nice and Cool

Hey y’all, this is Mitchell checking in.

This morning we went to the main anganwadi in Kalol and we met some of the children that regularly attend. We attempted to sing some songs (in Gujarati…) and teach them nursery rhymes from home. It is common that we are the first foreigners that many children (and even the elderly in some rural areas) have ever seen. Stranger anxiety seems to effect a few children when we first start start working with children but they eventually become comfortable with us. Before our team split up into groups we spent some time coloring, playing games, doing puzzles, and talking with children. On occasion Mike was left alone with a group of younger kids and their true excitement was made evident as they climbed around the windows, wrestled, and ran to the shoe box to sneak on their sandals. It brought back memories of primary school, where normally-docile students would go crazy when the teacher left the room for a minute. Mike thought back to his camp counselor days and tried his best, but it’s hard to control a group of 3 to 6 year-old kids who speak an entirely different language.


After the visit at the anganwadi we broke off into groups to interview locals about their health and how water is acquired and used each day. We learned that some people boil their water and some find that it is not worth the time and effort. Jon, Brianna, and I went to two homes and gathered some information about water usage and health. In the meantime, Erica and Zoha were doing similar interviews while Mike remained inside the anganwadi.


After we finished our interviews we picked up Michael and went back to the factory and then to lunch. We ate at a place called Hotel Great, just down the road from Hotel Delight, and up the road from Hotel Supreme. The waiters love to serve us as much food as they can even after we would say “just one scoop please, oh ok, ya.. mmhm that is plenty.” Don’t get me wrong, we love the food and the hospitality; but only in moderation. We are still trying to learn from Viral how to say “no thank you”.

After lunch we came back to the office and completed writing some reports on the interviews. We then packed up and went back to Vadodara. Jon, Erica, and I went to the store and bought a few things and upon returning the entire team finally joined in and we had a stellar abdominal and upper body work out for about 35 minutes. The work out consisted of abdominal exercises, 100+ pushups, 100+ dips, and a lot of laughing.

I also want to add a few observations I (and the team) have had while in India. We now define 85 degrees fahrenheit as cool (like I need a coat kind of cool) and 110 degrees as hot (dripping sweat). The mirror in the bathroom doesn’t fog up because it is always hot. Interesting note: it is not uncommon to give an officer 100-200 INR (around $2.00) to get out of a traffic violation or minor offense. Indian Masala Chai is awesome, as long as there is an ample amount of ginger. I am noticing that it is common to make a clicking noise with you’re tongue when saying no (some children do this when I try to color on the same page as they are, and it is quite funny).

Happy Trails,


Day 10: “Baroda Belly”

Hi all, Mike checking in with Day 10. Today we visited Barola, a small, quiet village near Kalol. We chose Barola because we were told that the town was one of 37 receiving water from the GWI (Gujarat Water Initiative) water treatment plant. Exploring this town would allow us to find out what process each village must go through to receive GWI water. We would also be able to gauge the effectiveness of the GWI plant by testing the water. However, despite our excitement, five minutes after beginning to talk about water with villagers, we learned that the town was not yet getting water from the plant; the Panchayat (11-person village leadership committee) had merely enrolled. The government had not yet followed up on its promise to build water infrastructure, and thus, left Barola’s villagers to walk fifteen minutes to nearby farms each day to get potable water.


To me, it sounded like there may have been a miscommunication between different government departments. According to the government, 60+ villages are slated to be covered by GWI, of which 37 (including Barola) are “already receiving water”. A GWI plant engineer directly told us that Barola was getting water, yet apparently had no idea that Barola would still need extensive underground piping, as well as a sump (very large concrete storage vessel) to even be almost ready to receive water. Pictured below is a drinking water pot, corroded due to high mineral content.


Besides our initial frustration, we learned a lot from Barola. We further confirmed that groundwater is generally cleaner than canal water. We learned the dangers of thorn bushes when Jon got his shirt caught and it was hilarious. We also learned that cows love to interrupt conversations. Further, I noticed the unquestioning generosity of the man that answered all of our questions about water. After an hour and a half of showing us around town while taking questions, we exhausted our list. When I asked him if he had any questions for us, he asked: “Why are you here?” I was taken aback; I realized that this man had taken 90 minutes of his time to answer nosy college students’ questions while only having a vague understanding of why we were asking them- definitely a testament to Indian hospitality. A typical Barola residence is pictured below.


For me, as the trip goes on, the language barrier stands out more and more.  For example, yesterday, Jon, Erica and I had a group interview (pictured below) with a microbiologist, chemist and GWI Plant engineer. Communicating via translator can be difficult. In some instances, it is necessary to ask the same question a few different ways to get a full picture. Many times, on both ends, the meanings of questions and answers were misinterpreted. It is hard to be patient, and keep from being frustrated at my own lack of Gujarati skills. The language barrier also appears in the many signs and advertisements written in English. During our daily morning commute, we pass by a hotel called “Hotel Decent,” which, in America, would be read as the literal equivalent of “Hotel Meh, We’re Alright”. We suspect a similar story behind “Hotel Relish”. A parallel in America might be “Panera Bread,” which someone who speaks Italian and English would read as “Bread Basket Bread.”  I’ve decided that I will be learning Gujarati this summer… I need to find someone to hold me to this.


At the end of the day, 5 of us did our brutal daily core workout, up from the previous 4. Hopefully by the end of the trip we’ll be able to call it “Team Core”…. We can can’t let Ramesh’s awesome cooking turn into “Baroda belly”!

– Mike

Day 2: Meeting SETCO

Hey everyone,

This is Mike checking in. Our second day was super informative… and jet-lagged. Most people are still running on a 5pm-1am internal sleep schedule, but we’re getting there.

After eating breakfast, we headed over to SETCO Headquarters to meet with Neethu (Exec. Director of the SETCO Foundation) and Viral (who has been helping with our project too). The day was largely informal. Using our design review presentation, we talked out every aspect of our project and progress (over some unreal Indian Chai tea), and got great feedback. Neethu and Viral also clarified a ton of information about Kalol and the water situation in the town. After that, we planned out our first few days in Kalol; tomorrow, after we move to Vadodara, we will go to Kalol and get oriented in the SETCO factory. We’ll also get to meet Priyank Gandhi!! Priyank is a Civil Engineering student who lives in Kalol, and will be helping us with our project. It will be awesome to get to know an engineering student who knows the town and is the same age as us.

Later in the day, we explored Mumbai some more. We went to the Phoenix mall and the Hanging Gardens of Mumbai. As we were moving around the city, the income disparity really stuck out to me. We would see homeless people and run-down shacks, and then a Lamborghini or million dollar house, all within the same line of sight. There must be a middle ground between poor and rich, but it is certainly hard to spot. For example, we passed by Antilia, a billion dollar skyscraper, staffed by 600 people, that houses ONE billionaire and his family. This is estimated to be the most valuable private home in the world, and it sticks out like a sore thumb. For this reason, I think it is misleading to just say that the per capita income of Mumbai is three times the national average… the few that are super wealthy (and/or tied to Bollywood), drive up the average.

A few other things that we noticed: Firstly, “Head Bobbling,” which looks similar to shaking your head to mean “no”, can mean “yes,” “no,” “I understand,” or “okay.” We’re definitely still trying to get used to different social cues. Secondly, a lot of cars have bumper stickers that say “Honk OK Please,” because honking is strongly encouraged on the roads. The way that the driving culture is, cars are constantly weaving in and out of traffic, and getting very close to other cars. Because of the close proximity, drivers cannot pay as much attention to their mirrors, and just look forward instead, honking to signal their presence to other cars. The sheer skill of the drivers on the road is pretty amazing, though. It makes sense; it’s obvious that bad drivers would be weeded out super quickly here.

Our day pretty much ended around dinner time. A bunch of us passed out early at 7pm. We have an early 4:30am wakeup Tuesday, and a 7:55am flight to Vadodara to look forward to. We’re excited to see what Vadodara and Kalol are like!