Regent Park Hotel
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... and its hospitable facilities for a few seconds, we fished out all the change from our wallets. We could manage to pool in up to 360 bucks. We were short of a 20. Vivek went to the vehicle to check his luggage and raid the pockets of his jackets and pants in hopes of finding that lost note you must have forgotten in your pants some day. Meanwhile at our table the situation was highly amusing and embarrassing. The waiter was smirking at us watching ...
... and gave us cozy beds and washed our clothes etc. It was like a dream. We went out for dinner and ended up having a couple of acoustic Indian songs played to us and Anita played two of her own, shes a great singer and guitarist, we were very impressed.
The next morning we took a 3 hour bus to Amritsar, following the trip Batock had advised us on, we were so thankful for their hospitality and top notch knowledge of Indian places and culture. What an amazing ...
... called Birkan (pronounced Burk-an). When we asked him how they both got there, he told us that he rode his bicycle with his wife seated on the back for the entire journey, which was 4km!
We later went to visit him at his place in Mandip’s Dad’s village and we needed to test their mode of transportation. We asked our Uncle to let us ride his bicycle and he was happy to oblige. It was just like a Bollywood ...
... appalled and disgusted by his actions.
I had no idea what to do about it, so I phoned Mr. B to tell him. Mr. B told me that I had to be nice to him and apologize for there being any misunderstanding, because otherwise Chanchal might spread rumours about me in the village. Chanchal had the nerve to continue contacting me, despite his actions, which he didn't really express any remorse over. I ignored him, ...
... me and Hari to Adampur to go pick up the new intern.
This really was a typical day for India, where it starts off in another city, involves hitching on a school bus, being rushed off to a wedding out of the blue, dragged to a hospital, and then taken to meet a new intern. Phew!
This was also the period where I felt like I had fallen in love with India. I loved how unpredictable and exciting every day was. I came to love all of the random ...