The Real India Part 3 - Horn OK Please!

From the moment you leave Delhi International airport to be accosted by taxi drivers you can hear the crazyness of the traffic even before you get near the road. The main highway from Delhi airport is your standard 3 lane motorway type of affair with the main exception that there are anywhere between 5 and 8 lanes of traffic all jammed into a tiny horizontal space. Cycle rickshaws, taxi's, auto rickshaws, pedestrians, motor bikes, busses, suicidal bicyclists, trucks, and of course the lengendary holy cows occupy every square inch of tarmac (and indeed most of the muddy hard shoulder). And they love their horns.

Man do they love their horns. In fact, printed on the back of the majority of rickshaws, trucks and busses is a huge sign that reads 'HORN OK PLEASE!', which of course is rigourously obeyed by everyone (even the suicidal bicyclists). In fact the only thing that is'nt making a racket on the road is the holy cow who just tends to hang out, usually on the busier sections of the road, idly chewing the cud whilst a freighter truck blasts a musical horn just 1m away.... the cow does'nt even blink, let alone move.