The Walkathon and its After-Effects

Not a good way to start blogging, but that's how the story begins. A bus-stop a little way off from the destination, an impossible to cross highway, and pedestrian bridges located far away from each other. And the result.....a fever.

So, I took a both, threw on a cap(hair wasn't dry.....n so the fever), and went to meet my friends. Caught a bus, a lunch of pizza, and some shopping later, we hopped on a bus that was headed back home. A small difference this time around, we had to stop enroute to get a new remote control from the Sony service centre.

We got off the bus, and like i said the bus stop was some distance from the place, and on the other side of the highway, but luckily there was a pedestrian bridge to the other side. Now the walk to the service centre. What we hadn't taken into account was that there was no footpath, n we had to walk on the edge of the road. To make matters worse, there was a fly over to walk along. We were caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. The cars were travelling dangerously close to us on one side and on the other side we could see the cars travelling on the road below us. A loss of balance and that was it. The thoughts that were going through my head were a lot of 'what-if's. Luckily, we made it across with no incident. 

We cross the fly-over....now there's a little more to walk. After walking a bit we realise that we can't reach the place from where we are.....there's no exit from the high way. We retrace our steps, and find the entrance to the service centre. Though i don't think that was the right way. Anyway, we reach there only to discover it was shut down for the day 10 minutes before we reached. What a waste! Now the trek back home. We were hoping that there would be a bus stop on the other side....but lady luck was shining on us, and so there wasn't.

Well, I didn't have the nerve to cross the fly-over. I had started feeling a little queasy after the wet hair and long hours in the sun......maybe the start of the fever? No way was I going to walk along the edge of the road again. Oh no! So, we skip the fly-over, go to the road below to find a way across without walking on the edge. And where's the pedestrian bridge? A long way off......so it's walk, walk, walk again. All this while a short tempered friend is cursing us for taking him on this trek. We're in it with you, mate. 

And a long walk later through a residential site that was under construction, with half built houses, and eerie orange streelamps (it looked like a ghost town)....we reached the bus stop, and it was back home finally. What a relief to rest my legs.

And so, the next day begins....with a fever.