Hotel Accolade Ahmedabad

We took the sleeper train to Ahmedabad, Gujabat. I'm dizzy again, but I think it’s now the effects of the wobbly 9hour train ride.

Seems there is some event in town and most of the hotels are booked out. After some searching, we found a nice double bed to share. Apparently the law here in Gujabat (the state) make you lay down a finger print when sigining in ...

I decided to take the sleeper train from Udaipur to Ahmedabad which takes 9 hours instead of the bus which takes only 5 hours. This was a big mistake. The train was more like a washing machine and I think very few people managed to sleep. I couldn't even manage to lie down. At a certain ...

... Udaipur. We boarded the train and found ourselves sitting right to (me) and across (Yaarit) them. This was a beneficial thing for all parties involved because we were completely engrossed in sharing our travel experiences and stories and getting to know each other that the 8 hours just flew right by and we were in Ahmedabad before we knew it! Marc and Robyn are amazing people. They have been traveling off and on since 1989. They work a few years (say...5) and make as much money as ...

... attacks and won't let it deter us from travelling everywhere else in India although many foreigners have cancelled their plans for India and in particular, for Goa Xmas and New Years. Then a pigeon **** on the magazine and on us from above blessing us with luck and prosperity i am sure. The bus did a moving roll past us out on the busy main road so we had to kind of run after the door and lug our packs inside the bus whilst the bus was moving, like stunt women in an action ...

... developed, and where the salt tax protest happened, and the long march. I can't get enough of Gandhi and I don't think India can either. I can't even begin to describe how I feel to walk where he did, pray where he did, and glance at the same tree and river he did. The fact that he lead India to freedom without any violence at all is so amazing -it's the only country in the world that could probably claim that. It's ...

... go live with this fellow that was from the local village and hanging out in our room. I hadn't said but one word to the guy, yet he was offering up his home to me and I was being encouraged to go stay with him. Oh, and the duration of my stay was to be eight days... to see things "properly". Chicken, drinks, lodging plans, and late night laughs aside, six a.m. came as an unpleasant experience for all, save our little villager friend who was there to escort us ...

... And I don't mean some lame Indian equivalent of the white guy shuffle. These people can dance like nothing I have seen before, with fervor, flamboyance and excitement that is unrivaled. They act out the words of the song, gyrate with all parts of the body, have an uncanny rhythm, and are so artistic and expressive. It is the most amazing and enjoyable experience, as Indians have such an affinity for music and dance. They tear ...

... all with you-at least the really important stuff. local train-OY so uncomfortable. Your butt will kill you, you'll be cold, but...you'll interact with local people in a non-sales context, and it'll be great. Well worth it....once. BUS- First of all, bus travel like everything else in India, are designed with men in mind. Quick stops with one stop that allows women to pee too. I plan accordingly for these rides-dehydrate during, rehydrate after. Second ...

... I've never seen an activist community like this in India, or anywhere else for that matter. All the great work going on seems to be connected by people who are so dedicated to this work, I don't know how they have time to sleep. Many people here are young adults of Indian origin and are here working on a multitude of projects in Ahmedabad or in the Northwest of India. There are also many other foreigners here working with NGOs. The most unique thing about ...

... dents. In the middle is a 'well' for rice and maybe a chapatti. In the South they tend to use banana leaves as plates instead! Food should be eaten with the right hand (the left is for washing and therefore considered impure). I have been eating with my hand on occasion since I was little and I leap at every chance to because the food just seems to taste so much better; your hands really are the best tools, they provide a whole other sense. Each region has different ...