In F1 races some times we get to see a car losing its tyre and the tyre rolling on for a long distance having some fun on its own. So what happens when the same thing happens to a bus, cruising nicely on a beautiful Indian highway. I don't know, because I was sleeping :). By the time I woke up the driver and conductor had succeded in finding the tyre using the tiny torches mounted on made for Indian nokia phones. Quite commendable, but the search lights were not strong enough to find the lost bolts. It helps that buses have 4 tyres in the rear than 2 as in f1 :), and nothing bad happened.
The connection with F1 didn't stop there. I realised it when I woke up after another nap in the next bus. The driver was exceptionally skilled for the great circuit. The road was bumpy, there were deadly chicanes mounted on slopes. The curbs were fitted on sides which overlooked scary depths. It was raining constantly. It was one surprise treat, for the passengers along with the great scenery they were enjoying. The precision with which the bus was cruising was amazing, though the way he overused the tricky looking curbs kept me excited as well as worried :). And the most funny thing is how he was getting irritated with back markers who were not quick enough to give him the race line.
Its a great route, despite the bad condition of roads. Once in a while there were boards announcing coffee estates. There were pretty little tiled houses. I remember seeing a little tree house.