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A Family Outing In India

Saturday, January 28th, 2006

India Henrys Photos

If you haven’t already, take a look at our last update on India.

Meeting Up
Rupert writes
Time was pressing upon us, unfortunately, and it was time to leave sleepy Jaisalmer and begin our epic of an twenty six hour journey to Mumbai. Foolishly – because we never learn – we booked a twelve hour sleeper-bus to Ahmedabad for our first leg. Nothing pleases me more than knowing I’ll never put myself through another one of those body twisting, gut curling, marathons again (although this wasn’t to be our last sleeper-bus experience). Sleep is rarely an option. In fact the only real attraction that kept us coming back – and dragging my dad and sister with us once – was having our own private, curtain drawn space above the usual seating, which would have been dealt as a high card had it not been for the bum leaving the private abode on every corner and (there were many) sections of the road that had apparently been forgotten about since the road workers dusted off their hands with a job well done, leaving it very incomplete and certainly not well done.
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Tata India

Thursday, January 5th, 2006

Rupert writes
A NOTE ON THIS WRITE-UP: So as not to throw your mind into a hurricane of confusion, thrashing madly like a dog chained to the blades of helicopter, eating at the links in desperation, until finally machine wins over living blood, I’ve simplified this gloriously long write-up by splitting each section (or place visited, as the case not just maybe, but is) into pages. At the bottom of the page you will note, with simple observation -I’ll trust you have, or else not worthy to continue- page numbers for your wildly dancing cursor to be calmed and pointed at for one smooth left-click to finish the job.

Of course we’re going to tell you all about India; that you could believe otherwise is like a camel riding over me whilst I sleep sound in the cool desert. Buried and winded I cry out for help, but nothing is heard through the blasting wind… slowly I sink into the endless sea of dunes. We hold for a moment on a desertlet dune. Then my hand reaches out in one last thrust and – Oh! The irony! – a close-up of my fingers releasing the write-up; the write-up of India I was delivering to you as you struck me down with your savage, merciless distrust.

(P.S – Unashamedly stolen and adapted from a Mil Millington email. I hoping if I give him all the praise – and I do – he wont come hunting for me)

Darjeeling
Laura writes
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The stunning view from the roof-top terrace of Hotel Aliment

After eating what appeared to be a reasonably nice vegetable curry in a cafe just outside the New Jalpalguri Train Station we decided we were now ready to get the four hour jeep to Darjeeling.

“I’ll just pop to the toilet before we leave” I said, and made my way to the back of the restaurant, where I was confronted with a bleak looking wall with a run down door-way appearing from it. Unfortunately I decided to look inside. Big mistake. It was the kitchen. Certainly not quite the hygiene I was hoping for.
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