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My journey on the night bus from Udaipur was awful I had a sleeper cabin but it was right at the back of the bus, and the Indian roads mixed with no suspension and crazy bus drivers made it impossible to sleep. Its no exaggeration that I was actually jumping up and down in my cabin (not by choice). Once I got to Mumbai I met up …
... relax today..... Whilst mostly successful, by 5pm I still end up for 20 mins with my feet in a tank full of tiny fish munching away at "dead skin". Thank god for the big bottle of Kingfisher which helped numb the sensation.....so strange, tickley, but mostly strange. I would love to say my feet are now as soft as a new born baby but alas, no such luck. Very interested how many of them make it through the night after ingesting that dark array of body bits...... After now taking a ...
First stop - Breakfast on the cliff. I must admit, my new favorite meal is breakfast. I do love eggs especially the eggs in India because they are all cage-free and fresh. I can taste such a difference in the egg's I purchase back home compared to the egg's here. Saturday morning was filled with scrambled eggs, toast and jam, hash browns with peppers and onions, and BY FAR THE BEST MASALA CHAI TEA I HAVE EVER HAD! I could taste a ...
... tried looking to get the
train as the line passes directly past where we want to be but on that route
they all seem to be around midnight (and the journey only lasts a few hours)
and it’s expensive. So we’re going to
get the bus which although will take longer and we think may require three or
four changes, will be so much cheaper and as it’s day time we’ll get to see a
number of towns in Goa as we pass through. ...
... this point my temperature was 39.7 degrees C, I could barely walk, my brain felt like it was about to explode, my eyes felt like they were about to pop out their sockets and, feeling freezing cold, I was ridiculously wrapped in a fleece blanket in the peak of ''Palolem's'' 40 degree heat.
A quick taxi ride there, and as Vaila dragged me through the hospital doors a nurse stood, staring at us, face like thunder. ''Shoes off!'' She announced, fair ...