Ben: Dehli Gate, do you know it?
Driver: Incomprehensible head wobble.
Ben: (producing map and pointing) Delhi Gate
Driver: ( After a long consideration of the badly photocopied local map) Ahh! Delhi Pol! Yes yes. I take you.
Ben: How much?
Driver: 100 rupees.
Ben: No, too much. We paid 50 rupees yesterday.
Driver: Ok ok, not me, not you, 70 rupees.
Ben: 50 rupees.
Driver: Ok, special morning price, 60 rupees.
Bohdana: (Standing in background listening impatiently).Mmmm…
Ben: (internally converting to dollars and shrugging) ok ok.
Bohdana: (in a low firm voice under the din of the clanging two-stroke) I can’t believe we just paid sixty rupees, its totally only worth 30 rupees.
Ben: (already switching off) Yeah I don’t mind too much, it’s only twenty cents difference and he rents the rickshaw and fuel is expensive. We’re injecting stimulus into the local economy, putting food on his plate.
Bohdana: (something Ben hears only indistinctly)
Ben: Check out that guy selling Bananas!
Bohdana: Yeah but that’s not the point, if the journey…(some other things Ben hears only indistinctly)
Ben: Want to get some Bananas?