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I ******* hate cooking. It stresses me out. I can't time things to cook together which results in having to eat a meal in sections and yes, this includes beans on toast. On more than one occasion I've accidentally grilled something instead of turning on the oven, and one of these times I'd just finished relating the story of how I shouldn't be allowed near the cooker on account of ...
... the surrounding countryside and could see many of the buildings within the walls. However to explore these we would have required a number of days !
Once we left we stopped to have lunch at a local "cafe" - freshly made pakora and coke for about £1 - before we set off on the final leg to Udaipur. Though it was only 90 kms away we were told it would take about 3 hrs as we had to get out of the hills before rejoining a decent ...
... style clothes were showing signs of western style expanding waistlines.
Amar told us an Indian joke that embraces much, we imagine of the nations hopes and aspirations:
Hell is an American wife, Indian money and Chinese food
Heaven is an Indian wife, American money and Italian food
We have had our final group meal and said our sad or glad farewells. Tomorrow we leave for Mumbai and soon after Cochin as we make our way south towards Kerala.
... of my Bridget Joneses floating somewhere around the ghats of Lake Pichola was not too concerning but by newly made salwar kameez was in there ! He said he would look for it. After ten minutes the phone rang and it turns out that because I forgot to collect it, the laundry man thought it was dirty and washed it again. I don't know how he thought that when it was neatly bundled up and tied with string and smelling lovely as opposed to scrunched up and smelling not so lovely. Oh ...
... when I came across our transport to Tordigarh. A jeep with 8 seats which sat 9 of us. Of course I was last on and in the back which was structured like a jeep for a swat team. No seat belts, no headroom, straight line benches. I would just like to point out at this moment in time I was hungover as ****. As the roads are brilliantly built in India and along with the outstanding motorway courtesy and general awareness of other vehicles it was a smooth ride to Tordigarh. As I hit my ...