A flat tire – something I luckily didn’t have to deal with very often. I think, only once on this trip so far, back many months ago in India. Today at lunch, I asked the waiter, whether he knows a place where I can get it fixed. I know that sounds unusual and I wouldn’t normally ask a waiter, but it worked. After dessert, the waiter and his tire-fixing friend appeared on a little scooter, took the wheel and disappeared again. My surprise was huge when they came back, showing me the object that caused the tube to deflate. Well, see the image above. I don’t know how you get an object as blunt to even puncture a tire.
| 2010-02-01 | Day 520 | 36976 km |  |
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