Vikram Vintage Inn
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Riverview Retreat is an oasis of calm and tranquillity. Here we are cosseted and pampered; our decisions are based around such matters of moment as when to swim, what to eat and whether the massage should be Ayurvedic or Swedish. India, the real India, lies beyond the uniformed guard at the gate. On our second day, Judith ventured 'for a walk' beyond this portal.
Three hours later, when she returned, hot and breathless in the midday sun, she told of ...
... civilisation and left the deserted mountain road for the usual press of buses, carts, bullocks and the occasional elephant, we were confronted with what appeared to be the end of the road. It was not so; merely had the road been washed away by recent monsoon torrents leaving just a boulder-strewn river-bed across our path. Workmen carried buckets of sand upon their heads which they deposited strategically around the larger boulders each about a foot or so in ...
... descent from her bungalow into Bhimtal, we were able to glimpse the lake below through the trees now reflecting the glorious blue of a cloudless sky. Bhimtal itself proved to be a busy little street with tiny shops including a bank into which Judith disappeared in search of much needed cash. Paddy went with her to translate, while I remained in the taxi. It was some time before the girls re-appeared. Apparently, the bank ...
... free shop at the airport). It is a place where tea is served in china cups, a woodburning stove warms your bedroom and a hot-water bottle your bed.
Looking at the map, you will see that the Retreat forms part of the Jones estate. We had imagined some sort of modern development rising above Lake Bhimtal; nothing could be further from the truth. Arriving as we did in the early evening, it was already dark as we turned into a deeply ...
... station and, although she could not be certain given the language difficulties, she believed she had found our coach. Having got there, our driver left us on our own while we made further investigations and ascertained that others also were waiting to board this coach to Uttarakhand.
Much relieved, we sank into our reserved seats while others boarded. Among them were two garishly clad, heavily-jowled women with an abundance of lipstick and rouge painted ...