Day 33 - Mohanur to Musiri

Distance: 45km

I had grand aspirations to leave at the crack of sparrow, however it wasn't to be as I realised I was locked in on the rooftop. I attempted to draw their attention as I banged on the door, it wasn't to be. Flashes of Doug from the Hangover came over me.

I decided to sit back and enjoy the sunrise, surely eventually someone will realise they've left me up here. After the sun had risen I attempted again, It took several minutes before I began to hear the faint scrambling footsteps. Relief, as I was greeted by a very apologetic man.

 "You're going the wrong way." 

"You're going the wrong way." 

I was back on the road with a spider web amount of options to weave my way to Musiri. As I've always found on this walk, best to stay off the highways and let fate control my path through the villages and countryside.

 Strolling through the morning mist

Strolling through the morning mist

This can lead to much confusion as many Indians can't fathom as to why I just wouldn't want to just walk along the highway. It can be a further test of patience, purely on my behalf, as they are only trying to help as they continue to follow me and demand me to go the otherway. "Google Maps."

 Two ladies cooked me up a delicious omelettes.. 😐 

Two ladies cooked me up a delicious omelettes.. 😐 

Ignoring advice, I decided to cross this field, where I began to hear these strange noise that sounded like a quarrelling crowd in the distance. I was then greeted by this pungent smell. I couldn't see ahead, but as I turned the corner my senses were hit for six. There it was - 5 x two storey barns at least 100 meters long each crammed with chickens. There must of been tens of thousands. I immediately began to dry retch as the truck loads of eggs were being shipped out.

I wonder how many chickens get eaten around the world per day?

 What came first the chicken or the egg? 

What came first the chicken or the egg? 

Factory farming - a practice that happens throughout the world that remains invisible to us consumers. Witnessing this first hand has certainly brought the ethical consumption of animal products to the forefront of my attention. Without turning this into a vegan v non vegan debate as vegans scare the shit out of me with their best be put it, passion to the cause. I must recognise that morally a lot of their arguments do stack up. I just really fucking love the taste of meat, however this was a real eye opener to make a more conscious effort to know where my products come from....

 Me and the girls

Me and the girls

 Mutiple generations all together.. Just a regular day. 

Mutiple generations all together.. Just a regular day. 

I was cruising along in my own world until I heard this aggressive honking of the horn, more vivacious than per usual. As I turned around to see what was happening this motorbike weaved in front of me - only for these three girls to piss themselves laughing and wave as they drove off in the distance. I continued on walking, it was now mid afternoon and I hear this whistling and look over to my left and it is the three girls from earlier in the day. Laughing they invited me over for cool drinks, an offer too good to refuse in the scorching heat. Despite still 12km to go on the day - there was no need to rush as I sat down with them and their extended families. It's always such a joy to see multiple generations all together.

 Didn't mind I felt as though I was walking in mud. 

Didn't mind I felt as though I was walking in mud. 

The final kilometres of the day were never ending and I reached Musiri just by nightfall - but patience was the order of the day.

Trying to be patient in an impatient world, an art that I have yet to truly master - but one where this walk has provided ample opportunity to be put into practice. We live in a world where we demand instantaneous results and gratification. Daily we are met with a range of obstacles that can cause frustration; a traffic jam, haven't got that job offer, that guy/girl didn't write back to your  message. Sometimes life can feel like it is operating in microwave minutes. The fallout of the digital age has perpetuated into this lack of ability to deal with daily hassles of life. Patience is the virtue that when put into practise has the ability to lift the weight of stress off your shoulders. Staying chilled and calm and acting out of this state of mind I believe has the ability to improve all areas of your life.

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