On the Deccan Plateau

Not wanting to repeat the previous night's (supperless, showerless, breakfastless) experience, I decided that 170 kms to Bijapur was too far and settled for the more moderate objective of Jath.

I had time to spare, so in the middle of the day I found a tree, one hundred metres from the road, to sit under and write a letter home. It was very peaceful, in the sparse grassland which stretched in all directions.