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| Installing Tukie's car seat. |
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| Sunanda, without whom Tukie would not have been possible. |
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| Me with Tukie on the first day home before customizing began. |
I'm writing this blog from Colombo, Sri Lanka and this is my initial report. I recently bought and customized a Bajaj three wheeler, more commonly referred to in these parts as a "tuk tuk", a name derived from the sound they make while idling. I plan to journey throughout this beautiful tropical island in my champagne colored tuk tuk, bestowed with the name of "Tukie" by my daughter Jacquie after her first ride. I'll be taking photographs and writing tales about the varied adventures and serendipitous happenings I encounter along the way. Not all my tales will necessarily be tuk tuk oriented. Sometimes Tukie will remain safely tucked away at home as I travel to far distant shores to go fishing, white water rafting, kayaking and engage in other challenging out door and vigorous indoor activities. And at times I will even reminisce about other mostly humorous past adventures of wild and woolly daring do encountered during my world travels in which I have either purposely or inadvertently became involved. I am currently writing my autobiography and as I fill it out, I shall fill you in. And until I officially pass my three wheeler driving test which will allow me to legally take Tukie tuk tuking down the open road, I'll just say fair thee well, auf wiedersehen and adieu and disappear in a cloud of dust with a hearty "Hi Ho Tukie, away!!!"
