Aaargh! I have lots of stuff to say about the crazy things we've seen in the last few days (plus photos of the craziness!) - let's just say, there were rats, there was 40,000 kilos of butter-oil, and there was some groping. It's a heady mix.

But DAMNED if I can find a computer in this town capable of reading my USB key which has all the goodies loaded onto it!

Most disconcertingly, all the internet places we've tried here in Bikaner (and many in other places, too) feature blacked-out windows, or tinted shopfronts, or are swaddled in venetian blinds OR are underground ... all of which adds up to the fact that you can't see what's going on in there ... hmmm ...

Once inside, the dodginess continues: each guy (and they're ALL guys) sits in a little compartmentalised booth where no one can see what he's surfing ...

Yuck! It's all very dirty raincoat brigade!