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Clair

Fiona

Ellen

The Kiwi Calamity Crew
3 girls. 1 rickshaw. Approximately 145cc of raw, rattling chaos between us and 3,000km-ish of India. What could possibly go wrong?

Clair – The instigator, the mastermind, the slightly unhinged human who thought this whole thing sounded like “fun.” Fresh out of her marriage and on a quest to redefine her comfort zone, Clair is the team’s extroverted chaos magnet. With an irresistible tendency to say “yes” to bad ideas, she’s likely to be the reason we get lost, stranded, or end up with an unexpected goat as a passenger. If you see us stuck in a ditch, Clair’s probably behind the wheel yelling, “We’ve got this!”

Fiona – The athletic sidekick who should know better. A bona fide endurance machine and the most sensible of the trio, she somehow keeps getting roped into Clair’s hare-brained schemes. Fi’s pre-trip “research” has been solely focused on where she can squeeze in some running while in India, blissfully unaware that the act of completing this challenge *will* count as the ultramarathon she didn't want to do. Expect her to emerge from the rickshaw covered in grime but still looking suspiciously fresh, probably asking, “Anyone up for a quick jog?”

Ellen – The latecomer, the “I’m good with vague plans” friend, and our beacon of self proclaimed calm, —until she started asking, “So where are we sleeping?” Ellen has been handed the Team Logistics Portfolio (a highly prestigious role that guarantees disappointment). Well-travelled and supposedly unflappable, she’s here to balance Clair’s madness and Fiona’s optimism with a healthy dose of “Are we sure this is a good idea?” Spoiler: It’s not. But we’re doing it anyway.

Together, we are three New Zealanders armed with Number 8 wire, kiwi ingenuity, misplaced confidence, and a death-trap rickshaw we’re calling home for 14 days. We’ll be tackling deserts, potholes, and questionable roadside snacks with a lot of laughs, minimal planning, and absolutely no mechanical skills. So buckle up—or don’t, since the seatbelts are optional—and follow along as we redefine what it means to be “prepared.”

We’re not here for a smooth ride. We’re here for the stories.