Bussing to Tordi Sagar, a small village that apparently doesn’t exist on travelpod’s map, I got my own room for one night. We had lunch provided by the hotel, buffet style. The eggplant curry was so good, (note for home recipes). We then had a walking tour through the streets. The children were fascinated by us, asking us to take photos of them. I’m still not sure why, except to see themselves. Most didn’t smile when they had the photo taken though. They asked our names, and where we came from, and the rest was not universally understood. As we walked, the guide pointed out the painting on the houses, which was an invite to the whole village to the weddings. We also stopped to watch a potter show off his skills. He created a bowl, a cup and a pillar dome right in front of us. We hopped a Jeep to visit more remote farming areas around the village, walking around the tomato plants and hearing about how queens were burned with their cremated husbands, and if someone owned land, they could have someone grow crops, and they would split the produce 50/50. After the farm tour, we settled on a bridge watching the sunset with masala chai tea and biscuits.