The Royal Hotel
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... her in saris, shawls, kurtis etc. reaching onto ever higher shelves for increasingly expensive silks to spread out in front of her. Somehow she returned with all her rupees intact but having given a promise to return “with my husband”.
That she did the very same day. An hour was spent choosing a shawl and a kurti. One after another was brought down to display and even after we had chosen, more were brought down, unwrapped ...
... craggy peaks of the high Himalayas towering over us.
We stopped briefly to ask the way in the old part of Ranikhet – a town, now the centre of a huge and well-kept military base strategically placed near the borders of China and Nepal. Neither ourselves nor the driver felt inclined to stop for lunch (although a break was offered); instead we began our three-hour descent towards the Kosi river.
All went well until we neared the river itself, but just as ...
... lake which we seemed to have to ourselves. Once again, as soon as we were out of sight of the beac,h we were in an area of perfect tranquility enhanced only by the occasional splash of a leisurely oar.
All too soon our idyllic glide over the water under the pine-clad mountains was over and we returned to the Retreat for another of Robby’s wonderful lunches on the patio while our friends, the monkeys, chattered in the ...
Why the 'Jones Estate'? Colonel Jones was a local administrator and magistrate for the region and built himself the Retreat high in the forests of Nainital. The land area was substantial and, after Independence, the whole lot was sold to Padmini's father-in-law together with the Rani of Balrampur and her brother General Madan Shamsher Jung
Bahadur Rana (both Nepalese royalty). The Nepalese still own most of the estate, but ...
... for a never-ending drive around the motorway. Meanwhile Judith and I became increasingly anxious as we sweated on the back seat wondering if we would ever find the only means of getting to Bhimtal on a Thursday.
Abruptly, our driver turned into a side-street and indicated that we should get out and unload our luggage while he went off to find somewhere to park. He promised that he would return, but when a good quarter hour had passed and he had not ...