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Set off this morning to get to the mighty Mukti. She was a entrepreneur, business woman, chef and mum. We started the day with a brief chat around what I would like to learn. She said ok let's start with the mushroom masala. She went through the ingredients that needed preparing she asked me to chop the veg. She went off to wash her hands (maybe call Jem?) came back and I had prepped the veg. She couldn't believe her eyes, she said ok quicky good, laughing ...
... met up with an amazing sight, three huge Indian Elephants.
Bupa the male was 51 years old, his wife 31 years old and their baby 16 years old. The Indians believed that Elephants had a spiritual connection and we were lucky enough to take part in an elephant blessing.
We all stood in front of them and one by one took our blessing, the elephant raised his trunk and patted us on our heads with a bit of suction, it ...
... br> for lunch today it’s a great place – closed now for the monsoon but it backs
onto the beach where he has his parties, this guy is very intelligent really
hard to belive he was once a car salesman now this guy in his 50’s is so laid
back and hippy like he has truly lived the party life and had copious amounts
of acid and every mind altering ...
... br> Claire had a tandoori prawn naans wrap, wuhoo!! and she kinda liked it!
Phil got some pretty nasty bites that swelled up, good job mummys taught us about anti histamine cream ay, bring anthisan cream for bites otherwise the itching will drive you nuts!
Day 56 ;
Met a mother and daughter from Brighton, weyyy!! shared a taxi with them to the night market near arpora which was pleasant, odd but pleasant, kind of a mix between ...
... and his family for the night. The family were so hospitable considering I turned up with Sarah. They made us a lot of food and whenever we said thank you to the mum she would reply, "No no don't say thank you it is my duty". That night we went out with Samit and his friends for his birthday and they got him a cake and seems to be tradition in India that whoever birthday it is the first slice of cake goes all over their face.