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I spent the day today with my friend, Bala Dharan, who is responsible for inviting me here. After breakfast, we spent time together in his office, had lunch then I attended his class that I will take over on Thursday. I've included some pictures I've taken ...
... but she got up and walked across the room with the biggest smile on her face over to me to say hi, I guess. I brought her back so she could sit and I sat next to her. She would pull my hair, but it was all okay because her smile was from ear to ear. Then I was asked to take her outside to sports time. Kiran's classroom and other classes were out on the basketball court. It was fun watching how these women in beautiful traditional Indian clothing teach sports to these ...
... tarmac. Bags retrieved and taxis sorted, so far it seems like we are in the Milton Keynes of India, so many roundabouts. Each area is named sectors, so we were in sector 29. It doesn't seem to be so pretty outside but maybe we are just in the wrong area. Our hotel is a wakeup call that we are heading back to the truck, from outside you don’t really want to walk in but it isn’t so bad once you get in. However, they ...
... up enough, she left for India, lured here by a childhood fascination with The Jungle Book. It's great that she has already 'seen the light' and got life's priorities sorted out - for me it took 7-8 years longer and I'm still not fully clear in my head!
The rest of the day was spent travelling - a bus back to Haridwar, then by train to Chandigarh, changing trains at Ambala Cantonment.
... off an ant and tramped up the hill like a man on a mission, Ads and I revelling in the fact we'd get a few extra minutes rest took the monkey warden for his word and armed ourselves for battle.
The next time we saw Rob he was on the side of the path jeans rolled up his legs quickly stuffing his thongs into his backpack, apparently he'd just witnessed a monkey literally steal the shoes of a poor Indian womens feet. Not 50 metres up, there was a monkey ...