WelcomHeritage Bob's Place
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... for our inspection. Finally in desperation, David suggested that he might need a made-to-measure suit; was that possible? Indeed, yes, it was. “ I am making you a suit for tomorrow”. Material? design? “Material, design no problem!” Many smiles, but no indication how we were to proceed. Eventually, after considerable, smiling agreements, it was understood that we needed to choose a material and design before they made the suit. ...
... were removing sand from the riverbed which they carried on their head in metal basins to deposit and create a new flower bed. They walked across the garden gracefully and without haste, but never dawdling; they tended the earth with their bare hands as they shaped it and planted new flowers.
We have the pool to ourselves as we swim before lunch by the thatched, open-sided building known as Jim's Grill. Here, as in the restaurant, tables are set elegantly with ...
... to a beautiful secluded lake deep in the forest. Having parked the car by the roadside, he led us through the woods to the hidden lake. Not a sign of human habitation was to be seen; all around us huge, forested mountain slopes rose mightily to a cerulean sky while only the multicoloured dragonflies and huge butterfles disturbed the unruffled calm of the lake.
The name and whereabouts of this unbelievably beautiful spot ...
... the sun is warm, but not hot, where the flowers are carefully tended and where we were kept entertained by the antics of the monkeys in the trees.
On our last evening, Mohan prepared a huge bonfire; there we sat, under a gibbous moon drinking glasses of Indian wine while Otto, who had arrived the previous evening, picked up Lisa's guitar and sang and played with an unexpected expertise for a student of Indian foreign policy at the ...
... for a never-ending drive around the motorway. Meanwhile Judith and I became increasingly anxious as we sweated on the back seat wondering if we would ever find the only means of getting to Bhimtal on a Thursday.
Abruptly, our driver turned into a side-street and indicated that we should get out and unload our luggage while he went off to find somewhere to park. He promised that he would return, but when a good quarter hour had passed and he had not ...