You’ve Never Seen Passing Until You’ve Driven in India

The next day we were driven three hours to Lalitpur, also in arid central India. The number of cows, buffalo, dogs, motorcycles (with up to 4 people on them, including toddlers!), auto rickshaws (sort of like taxis the size of smart cars), and people on the road was amazing. No one stays in their lane. We were in a capable minivan-type vehicle, so each time we came up behind a slower vehicle, the driver would honk to let them know we were passing and then he would swing into the oncoming traffic lane to pass. Constantly. With little margin. While avoiding all the animals. It was pretty wild. But we got there safely, thanks to our skilled driver.