It had been a good night.
The highway was in good condition since we had started to head north after Narsinghpur.
We were passing lush fields that were looking more lush and green.
Bobby crossed over the Narmada River as he headed toward Sagri
I managed to negotiate with another toll booth who waved our highway fee saving us some more money.
A passing farmer came into the Walkmobile to speak to Bobby after noticing it when he passed by on his tractor.
He listened for a long while then reached into his pocket and handed us Rs 500 as a donation.
Furthermore, he wanted Bobby to attend his daughter’s wedding next year!
Bobby exchanged contact details and we got ready to rest for the night.
I went to sleep thinking it was mostly those less well off who had been donating to us.