Hotel Pratap Regency
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... to the hotel reception for the purpose. Off he went to top up our phone so we could resume our negotiations with the bank. It was an anxious moment when he returned with the news that the local phone shop was only authorised to top up by 100 rupees (about one pound). However this was enough to phone our bank at home and establish that the cards were all usableat ATMs throughout India – but how to use them if, despite the banks assertion, they ...
... we inched our way across, athough how the chassis of our car survived the various graunchings, bangings,scrapings and slidings I shall never know. Nor was this the only such. In three more places the Kosi had run amok causing similar if rather less extensive damage.
At length we reached the Jim Corbett National Park the home of deer, wild boar, crocodiles and tigers. Here, set back from the road, lies the Riverview Retreat, a Leisure Hotels resort alongside ...
... 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 ...
... the sun is warm, but not hot, where the flowers are carefully tended and where we were kept entertained by the antics of the monkeys in the trees.
On our last evening, Mohan prepared a huge bonfire; there we sat, under a gibbous moon drinking glasses of Indian wine while Otto, who had arrived the previous evening, picked up Lisa's guitar and sang and played with an unexpected expertise for a student of Indian foreign policy at the ...
... loud and cheerful guffaws, she shamelessly took hold of various parts of my anatomy (which I cannot name here), subjecting them to a vigorous squeezing and manipulation. Not wishing to provoke her further, I chose to ignore her and, at length, she gave up, and smilingly stroking me under the chin, moved further back into the coach. Thankfully, after again chucking me under the chin, both “women” finally got off the coach, chatting to the rest of their ...