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... at it as we raced across a bridge. This was the first time I've been glad I've had my rabies shots!
Still, the train was cool. It (very) slowly wound it's way down the mountains affording us stunning scenery. I sat in the door for a good couple of hours just watching the world go by. With how tired we were we could have just done with the journey being at least two hours shorter though. It didn't help that, in coming down from the mountains, the temperature went from a pleasant ...
... cooler at night. We still managed to haul ourselves across town in the midday sun to the Residency Complex, former home of the British Raj and a key battle site during the first war of independence in 1857. Most of the buildings were destroyed or heavily ruined during the conflict but there are still some impressive remains. We particularly enjoyed the small museum containing drawings and paintings by soldiers involved in the battles; in fact it was so ...
... to see the Taj under moonlight. Unfortunately it was too cloudy to fully appreciate the Taj under moonlight, but the view at night was still a great one.
After the disastrous bus journey, we spent the day praying our train tickets for the evening would get confirmed, but it was not our day. We made it all the way upto positions 1 and 2 on the waitlist but no seat! We decided to follow the advice of locals and board the train anyway ...
... water and snacks throughout the day and Shakira likes to come up and mess with us... she's no different than any other little sister around 8 years old... says she wants to be above the president someday, but STILL under God. She made sure to emphasize that. Today's power outage lasted longer than the rest. From about 2 to about 4:30 the power was out and we were sweating like Americans in India... I can't really come up with a better analogy than ...
... which reminded me of the Barras markets, I enjoyed watching them shouting out what I presume was prices and deals of the day.
I ate in a local dabba, but it was funny when I walked in everyones' eyes were on me, it felt a bit weird. I was fascinated with the young guy who was making the chapatti's, it was a constant rhythm of putting them onto the side of the tandoori oven and churning them out, the food here was really ...