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My Lady in Red!


Took her out for a long drive this weekend. Drove from Bangalore to Ooty via Mysore-Bandipur-Mudhumalai route. Very scenic. She was smooth on the curves and cushioned me through all the ups and downs of the road. She took out all the 36 hair-pin bends without breaking into a sweat.
Had a lot of home-made chocolates in Ooty. Was a fun weekend!

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