In Cab Shower-Fresh, Kevin correctly reflects on the fact that this was a good week to take the Fast Forward. "The Fast Forward people already have, like, a huge lead on us right now, so the twelve-hour rest is counting as we speak. Little bit of luck -- I'd rather be lucky than good." Frank and Margarita relax at the pit stop, proving Kevin's point.

As we reach the market, this is as good a time as any to say what must be said about much of the rest of this episode. What you are about to see of India is that it is extremely poor and extremely crowded. I've never been there, but I've certainly heard that it has plenty of fascinating and rich culture, some of which I think we might see next week. But here? You're about to see some serious teeming humanity, and that's for real, too. There's nothing to do but see it. CBS isn't really sure how much to make you look directly at it, the contestants can't explain to you what it's like or how they feel about it, and there's no way a show like this can adequately educate you about it. Much of the rest of this episode is, at least for me, clouded by sadness about the fact that partying in Paris or flying a glider in Italy is one thing, but navigating through what is essentially a barrier made up of other people with whom you can't communicate is entirely another. And it doesn't matter whether you like begging, and it doesn't matter whether you like tourists, and it doesn't matter whether you think it's right or wrong to hand out money. It's sad. Sit and let it be sad, because that's all you can do.

Speaking of which, we get a heartbreaker of a shot of a little kid up coming up to Momily's cab, and if you want to understand everything Emily does in this episode, you just have to look at her face here. She has no idea what to do, and neither would I. The next thing you hear her do is ask her driver to go faster. There are people, people, people, everywhere Momily looks, and Emily looks like she might either throw up or burst into tears, or -- most likely -- both.

Bill and Joe are chipper as heck (hey, it's not a complaint -- everybody deals in their own way), and they manage to find the flag, as do Lenny and Karyn. Joe and Bill pull the clue first, and it's a Roadblock. This week, one member of the team has to hire a rickshaw and find a particular shopkeeper. They're given the address, which you'd think would make it relatively easy to find, but they're about to find out that they only wish life were so simple. Esquire is on the case as well, and here come Kevin and Drew. Brennan gets the clue just in time to avoid what almost becomes a scuffle between Karyn and Drew at the clue box. (Sheesh, people -- have you seen ten seconds matter yet?) Karyn actually tries to shoot Drew The Eyeball Daggers Of Death as he runs off, but all she gets is the Big Bald Back of Drew's Unconcerned Noggin.