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... messages with people ahead of the next stage of the trip, and wishing people a preemptive Merry Christmas.
Dinner was a selection of South Indian dishes in the restaurant downstairs. Towards the end of the meal, a guy joined me at my table as the others were full.
I told him my good name sir and we began to chat. It turns out he went to University College Durham about 13 years ago. We spoke about the Castle and how ...
Our guest-house manager (slightly ashamed we don't know his name) gave us the name of the hospital Rob had been admitted to; Morning Star. We used this to do several searches online for possible phone numbers and after a few dead ends we got a ring tone. A lady answered and immediately recognised the name we asked for. She practically begged us to come in a see Rob. She even guilt tripped us with the news that he would probably be going in ...
... so there was no haggling over price, but the genuine nature of the products was guaranteed. Jessica and I happened to be the right state of mind to enjoy the experience of shopping. There is no such thing as casual browsing, and sloping out the door with no purchases. We were instead invited to sit down on padded stools as soon as we arrived, and all sorts of goods were brought to us. As a ...
After rejecting Rosa's 7:50 wake up call for yoga we headed to Mysore Palace at about 10. To walk there took about 30 mins but as we haven't really walked much since Mumbai it was quite welcome. The only problem I find with walking is that I have to wear flip flops to keep my infected foot in the open air. The palace is amazing. We agreed it was the best site we have seen so far in India despite paying 5x the rate of locals. After visiting the palace ...
... remembered something that the head honcho at the Ashram told us about food and memories. He said 'we don't like one food better than the other - it's just that certain food evokes memories of our family and friends and of good times.' He was exactly right!
We spotted our bus and for the tenth time that afternoon go to the loo, apprehensive about the next 15 hours ahead and where and when it may stop - and if there will be more crunching cockroaches underfoot.
Onwards to ...