Jecca in upper berth of sleeper bus from Goa to Bangalore — This was the beginning of a ride from hell.  We thought we had booked a ticket on a bus with normal seats, but when the bus came it turned out to be a “sleeper” bus, and nobody seemed to acknowledge the existence of a reservation system.  Fortunately some nice kids rearranged themselves to open up a bed for Jecca and I to share.  But then we had to survive a harrowing night of lying on our backs while the bus drove at insane speeds over bumpy winding mountain roads.  We distracted ourselves from the traumatic situation by listening to a couple podcasts of “This American Life” and hours of good music (we were so glad to have bought a headphone splitter!).  At least the night skies were pretty - I saw two shooting stars.

Jecca in upper berth of sleeper bus from Goa to Bangalore — This was the beginning of a ride from hell.  We thought we had booked a ticket on a bus with normal seats, but when the bus came it turned out to be a “sleeper” bus, and nobody seemed to acknowledge the existence of a reservation system.  Fortunately some nice kids rearranged themselves to open up a bed for Jecca and I to share.  But then we had to survive a harrowing night of lying on our backs while the bus drove at insane speeds over bumpy winding mountain roads.  We distracted ourselves from the traumatic situation by listening to a couple podcasts of “This American Life” and hours of good music (we were so glad to have bought a headphone splitter!).  At least the night skies were pretty - I saw two shooting stars.