Wednesday, May 11

None of the roads around us seem to have names. The main roads do, but not the side roads and paths that branch off them. This makes describing where I want to go quite difficult: I have to do it by reference to landmarks or people’s houses that I and the driver might both know.

I suspect that local people have another method; or perhaps they and the rickshaw drivers simply both know all the same people so directions like “just past Sanu and Mona’s house” always work.

I thought all this as I walked to a lake that Irma had spotted a couple of days ago when Rajeev used a surprise shortcut. I could walk there in five minutes but I had no idea what roads I walked down to get there.

When I find it I stand there looking and then photograph it from a number of different angles.