Hotel Sukh Sagar
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China Eastern Airlines is the strangest carrier. In addition to the fact that their flights never seem to leave on time, they don’t seem to put any discernible thought into which aircraft fly which routes. For example; the plane for the 2 hour hop to Shanghai was very comfortable, with decent legroom, individual screens in the back of every headrest and a wide selection of movies to watch. Perfect except for the fact that, once we’d sat through all ...
... the sheer drops.
The first train we used took us from Delhi to Kalka. It was very comfortable, cost us about £5.50 each and they gave us tea, papers, a magazine and breakfast too. Not bad for a 300km journey and we are looking forward to more of the same.
Once again, the people are friendly, always asking where we are from and genuinely interested when we say we are from England. People keep wanting to have their photos taken with the nice white couple ...
... which the monkey took several bites out of, made a big mess and left. At least he didn’t get into our clothes. I was told it is mating season now and that doors and windows must be closed. So much for fresh air.
Alex returned after an hour and was greatly amused upon hearing of my escapade. For me, my heart rate had still not returned to normal. I closed up the computer as my hour was up and ...
... to the north.
We continued our walk past fine examples of British architecture and many derelict houses in desperate need of renovation. Traffic is restricted to official vehicles on the 'Mall’ road so it’s a great place for a stroll. All the buildings on the central part cling to steep slopes connected by steps between the Mall Road above and Cart Road a hundred meters below. On one end, there are ...
... what felt like hours in their tiny kitchen, simultaneously
answering a hundred nosy questions of what we were doing. We were
pleased with the result of our cooking. Just as we had put the food
on the table the mother rushed of to whip up rice and chapati,
staples of the Indian diet which she couldn't imagine going a day
without. Everybody seemed to enjoy the meal...