In the fall of 1991, I bought a new mountain bike, put it in a box, and flew to India. Starting in Bombay (Mumbai), I rode 4000 kilometres through noisy, bustling Indian towns, small villages with few amenities and the always awe-inspiring, surprisingly quiet and deserted, Indian countryside.
It was a fascinating, wonderful adventure.
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Leaving Bombay (Mumbai)