Lost in downtown Rishikesh

The plan was for the group to meet at the taxi stand at 11:30. I was
to be driven by scooter by the tailor from his shop to the taxi.
By the time I arrived at the taxi stand there was not a person from
the group in sight.
I figured they'd left without me so I jumped in an auto-rickshaw with
3 Indians and requested to be dropped in Rishikesh Proper. By the time
I was directed to "Get Out" there were 12 Indians stuffed in with me.
I have an excellent sense of direction so it was in that moment I
realized that I had no idea where I had just come from. I don't even
know in what part of town I am staying! Ram Jhula bridge oughtta do it
I supposed.
I walked alllll over Rishikesh and never found the group. Come to find
out they left ten minutes after me. Better the way it worked out
because they were all clawing over each other for saris at the shop.
I strolled around and bought bindis, copper bowls and cups instead. I
took a rickshaw back to 'ram jhula' for 5 rupees and shared the ride
with 13 Indians.
I was very well recieved upon my arrival back home in Shwagashram (I
did some research and now know where I am staying). Everyone is in the
know around here. I didn't get more than 20 steps over the bridge
before some kid was handing me a phone saying "Pankaj, Pankaj" PK was
beside himself for having lost me.
Whatever, I was over it and was starving and knew exactly what I wanted.
Back at Raj Palace I ordered a veggie burger, which i swear is a bunch
of left overs pressed into a delicious patty, and finger
crisps....french fries. Orange French fries the color of Cheetos fried
in mustard oil. I have no idea why they are orange but they are so so
good, they actually taste like potatoes. I ordered my coca cola- glass
bottle, and was brought pepsi. Unacceptable. The young waiter actually
went and bought me a coke across the street. It was in a plastic
bottle but I drank it anyway.
India is good.