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... it is amazing.
The approach to the Taj Mahal is perhaps a mile walk through crowds of hawkers and bicycle tuk-tuk riders, but when you finally get close you realize that this is not just a building but an entire complex, and a symbolic one. It has some similarities to the magnificent Egyptian pyramids in Giza, or the great tombs of the kings and queens in Luxor, but it is also more impressive than either of those. There is an opening courtyard, and then ...
... delay with our drinks initially, but after that, everything went very smoothly.
While Bill was hunting down drinks and food, I was contented to sit at our table and have chefs and waiters bring me plates of food. Not sure what helped my situation more, our proximity to the grill or my blonde hair! Either way, it worked out great for me! Every time Bill would disappear, I had someone else bringing me a new treat. No wonder I am ...
... this particular bus journey is that our train was already 9 hours late, and likely to be even later. This particular bus trip starts normally enough. It's just an ordinary trip of about 9 to 10 hours along "national highways". What we didn't know, and found out a few hours into the trip, was that the highway was partly closed due to some urgent land slide works, etc. What you need to imagine is this: kilometres and kilometres of trucks lined up on ...
... WITH THE MAHARANI
[P, if you're reading this - you get a whole section of this entry to yourself...on par with the Taj Mahal and Agra Fort :) ]
Besides being home to the Taj, Agra is also home to P, our friend who just happens to be a Maharani. She met us at the hotel, 3 armed cops in tow...well, she persuaded them to remain outside the hotel so as not to cause too much of a scene. It was lovely to see her again. Introductions to B and KF done, we went for lunch at ...
... in the darkness of Agra station, managed to successfully bribe the conductor and spent the first few hours sharing the corridor with the laundry boys before being moved into a small coffin like cupboard. Finally, in the early hours of the morning our bribe bought us our own beds in which to spend the remaining 10 hours of our journey. ...