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... and brought over to the hotel within the hour and definitely before cutting the suit was begun. Payment? “Yes! Yes! Credit card, no problem!” It was agreed to pay half the total costs now, and half on satisfactory completion of the suit. Smiles all round.
Here, however, the real difficulty began to manifest itself. Several attempts with numerous credit cards resulted in complete failure – and we had no rupees left, nor any pounds ...
... that of Inder (tandoori chef) and Surender (grill chef) and our lunchtime waiter at Jim’s Grill, the lovely, ever-smiling, Puran should be included in my blog. Given the high standard of cuisine and service, this is the very least I can do.
The walk back to our cottage each evening through the lighted garden is an experience in itself. The heavy perfume of the night-scented jasmine is almost overpowering in the still air, providing a fitting end to another perfect ...
... in the lakes of Nainital and we felt that Philippa’s lake was the idea bathing spot for this English water nymph.
Our next lake, Sattal, was equally beautiful, but larger. This time, we were able to drive to a small tourist spot with restaurants under the trees, and little wooden rowing boats drawn up on the beach. Carefully, we stepped into our seat under the stern canopy and allowed our boatman to row us out and ...
If you expect western 5-star luxury standards of accommodation, the Retreat Bhimtal is not for you. Instead of an impersonal, sanitised international hotel room, here you will find something very, very wonderful - a real homestay, run by an educated and fascinating Indian family who will, if you so wish, discuss the merits of English writers or Indian culture until 2 in the morning over a glass or two of whisky (remember that when you are buying in ...
... left me by the roadside with the luggage and went off to see if she could find where we had to go. Eventually, the driver returned, but now there was no sign of Judith, so there was nothing for it but to make off with the luggage in the direction she had taken. This led us to what appeared to be a graveyard for ancient buses, many with windows missing or piles of rubbish on the roof. At that moment, Judith appeared announcing that we had indeed reached the ...