If it moves, let's decorate it... It took us almost an hour to make our way through the congestion of Rawalpindi, meandering through the miniscule gaps between cars, donkeys and fruit sellers wheeling carts laden with peaches, grapes, apples. The traffic grinded to a halt, gridlocked even on the bike, as a tuk-tuk driver decided it's a good idea to do a 360 degree turn despite there not being a 360 degree amount of space available to do said turn. After much honking, yelling