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dusk
This is the evening before we arrived at Bidyadanga. I think i must have been rushing on endorphins that afternoon, I had energy to burn. I remember all stopping at a roadside stall, and polishing off a watermelon, providing much entertainment for passing motorists. I also tried to make a horn out of a conch shell that Evan had found, but failed absolutely dismally, and now feel a little sorry for the shell.