Day 85 – His
Today was supposed to be only a four hour drive to Nimaj,
another little village in the middle of nowhere, India. What that means is that
most of the people haven’t seen a white skin outside of the movies and they all
assume we are either American or film stars or a mix of both. Unfortunately for
some reason unknown to us it took over six hours to get here so we all arrived
tired and a little grumpy.
We had two stops along the way the first being at a petrol
station and the second at some roadside cafe that in order to get to the driver
of our bus crossed the dual carriageway we were on and drove for a couple of
miles along the wrong side of the road. It was a bit hairy to have all the
traffic coming at us flashing lights and blowing horns but the driver seemed
perfectly happy and we arrived in one piece – so what is there to complain
about.
After arriving at the hotel we had lunch and were supposed
to go on a jeep safari. But the bus journey had been too much and no one felt
like doing it so we rearranged it for tomorrow morning. What most people did –
us included, was laze by the poolside (This hotel, which is an old maharajah’s
hunting lodge, has a pool!) and our guide arranged massages for everyone. So in
the end – despite the long bus journey - the afternoon and evening turned out
to be pretty relaxing.
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