32 day rail journey around India
After three weeks of Indian railway trains I was so pleased to be on our way to Goa albeit via another train, the Mumbai – Margao Express, an eleven hour train journey. By the way never trust the word ‘express’ in India. As usual the carriage was straight out of the 1800s and peering […]
For the train spotters: We travelled overnight from Delhi on the mail train to Lucknow. It was a laborious 9.5 hours. We shared a 4 berth compartment with very little privacy. And it was very noisy.
Lucknow is a city of 2.5 million and at times it seems as though the majority of the populous live […]
Visiting New Delhi is not complete without a trip to the 17th century market. It is one of India’s largest.
Kalu travels 40km (each-way) every day to Delhi by bus just so that he can cycle a rickshaw that he doesn’t even own. It is a very tough life and this day he peddled his […]
India smells, sometimes good, sometimes foul but most of the time there’s an underlying aroma that is made up of:
Holy cow shit
And I defy any woman I know to use the public conveniences.
Bisht was our Sikh taxi driver, he took us to one of the many temples in Delhi and after a tour of the last temple and grounds he took us to a large kitchen where volunteers cook and provide food for the poor on a 24 hour basis. Whilst we watched bubbling cauldrons of […]
Everybody in Delhi drives with their hands on the horn. Honk when somebody is in your way or if you want to overtake or even undertake, it doesn’t seem to matter, the only important thing is that you honk.
I have been to many cities, often noticing ‘the have and the have nots’ but in […]
The start of our trip was an hour or so drive to Cordoba to connect with the high speed AVE train to Madrid which whisked us there in under 2 hours in absolute comfort and even though we did travel by tourist class there was plenty of leg room – please note Virgin Rail […]
Now I admit that I haven’t an awful lot of hair but what I do have grows extremely quickly. I put this down to a diet of red wine, garlic and lemons.
My preferred hair dresser in Spain, and I don’t mind giving them a plug, is Jesus Caño Peluquerias in Martos. They have two shops but I […]
I keep pinching myself that I am off to India with an old git on Monday.
Soon Tony Cartwright and I will be boarding the AVE high speed train in Cordoba bound for Madrid but a thought occurred to me as I read (again) The Rough Guide to India…
At best 50% of visitors to India suffer from travellers’ […]
I do charity work.
Every Sunday I accompany my friend, Diabetic Tony, around the local bars in our little village in the Sierra Sur region of Spain’s Andalucía and whilst doing so one sunny Sunday in November he mentioned his ambition to visit India but had never had the opportunity to go there with a […]