Category: Jaipur
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Relaxing in Jaipur, a day as a tourist. The calm before the next storm…
Maybe my memories of Jaipur are romanticised. We had left the slums of Delhi where we had worked with the charities and seen some of the worst and best of humanity. I had my health problems on the train heading south and was still processing what we had seen and our experiences in the ashram.…
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Jaipur – palaces, elephants, colour, history and life.
Jaipur allowed me to catch up with myself. I was fully rested. All the experiences so far were still waiting to be properly processed but my body, and mind, knew it had to relax. Safely inside the walls of the Umaid Bhawan Hotel we could relax and talk without any of the pressures that had…
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Onwards to Jaipur… Luxury! And a trouble-free train journey.
The train. An overnight train. I was recovering physically and emotionally and here we were boarding an overnight express train to take us back up towards Delhi again. This was the train we were taking to Jaipur. We had now finished our two ‘charity’ stops. I think we were all emotionally and physically worn out.…
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Gandhi and me.
Gandhi and I. We have all heard of the name Gandhi. Or Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. I was aware of who he had been and many years before had watched the three-hour long Richard Attenborough film. It was an extraordinary film about an extraordinary man, but here in Sevagram we had the opportunity to visit the…
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Reluctant travels in India
School on Monday morning. Rural West Dorset. To be in school at 8.30 in the morning meant it was early afternoon Indian time according to my body. That should not have been a problem, except for the fact we had been travelling for 48 hours if you count starting the journey at Shimla on the…
Reluctant travels in India 