Hotel Langdale Manor
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Riverview Retreat is an oasis of calm and tranquillity. Here we are cosseted and pampered; our decisions are based around such matters of moment as when to swim, what to eat and whether the massage should be Ayurvedic or Swedish. India, the real India, lies beyond the uniformed guard at the gate. On our second day, Judith ventured 'for a walk' beyond this portal.
Three hours later, when she returned, hot and breathless in the midday sun, she told of ...
... 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 ...
... cash to foreigners through an ATM. Sadly, as we were to find later, most rural ATMs do not dispense cash to foreign credit cards. Back in the bank, dear Paddy withdrew cash which she gave to Judith on loan, though how we would find a way to pay her back or indeed to pay for our accommodation and meals was as yet unclear.
After Paddy left us to attend an open day at the children’s convent school in Bhimtal, our driver ...
... rising steeply into the forest. here the driver announced that we had another three kilometres to go. Occasionally, through the trees we glimpsed the lights of Bhimtal reflected in the still waters of the Lake far below. Once we stopped for Judith to take a picture as she stood by the roadside with a sheer drop beneath.
Our arrival was greeted by Padmini Smetacek and her whole family, together with servants and dogs, who welcomed us and ...
... 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 ...