I had a fairly adventurous day. I travelled in a rickshaw, not the yellow and black ones we have in Mumbai (those are referred to as autos). This contraption was more like a tricycle. There’s no engine and the driver just huffs and puffs his way through, which did not give me such a good feeling. Yet, this is how he earns his daily bread. I even walked for 30 seconds when we travelled uphill.
I also had the best lassi ever at a lacklustre looking mall called Spice. I met a friend’s friend who has lived in Noida for four years and she gave me the lowdown on what to expect of people from different communities. Pretty insightful stuff.
