One can never fail but to be humbled by the hospitality of India’s rural population. Having “done” several monuments this morning in 38C, complaining bitterly about the heat, I wondered into this village. First I met a bunch of women on their daily walk to the well who invited me to go with them. Reluctantly,…
Shedding The Outer Goddess.
It’s not often I go on for the woe is me, me me me, inner peace and finding myself and all that mallarky but right now, facts need to be faced. I arrived back in India three years ago having kicked a three year illness in the ass. This background is not asking for sympathy,…
Varanasi Part 2 in which it got a whole lot worse, before it got great!
The writers conference which I had enjoyed immensely had come to an end. The only bit I had hated was the hotel, The Ramada, it was my second stay in a Ramada hotel, and I can assure you, it will be my last. However, in terms of the city, we had been shown the bits…
The Poop Survival Plan
The last 2 Christmases, I have been fortunate enough to spend at Devshree in Rajasthan. On one of these occasions we ventured down to the farm for a typical lunch cooked by the villages, the way and they cook for themselves. Okay, we had a fully set table under the trees and then cushioned charpois…
Vanghat – An Adventure, An Eco Lodge and almost the end of a friendship
When a lodge owner calls to tells you that something you are planning isn’t a very good idea, it would probably be a good idea to listen. But you see, two things were at play here, the first is what is known as cobbler’s shoes and the second, well, I am nothing if not stubborn….