So, our last day in Rajasthan. As I write, we are cruising along a fairly smooth road, the sun is hot and we are glad of the air con. Mo Shanti is the soundtrack to our journey. The girls are asleep in the back and Gus, poor thing is concentrating on not being ill. After a night in or near Jaipur, we arrive back in Delhi tomorrow and say goodbye to Gansham and his lovely car. He will take us to the train station where will experience our first taste of public transport with the kids. Already we have acquired extra bags from all that shopping!
We will take the overnight train up to the mountains. I'm not sure how that will be. I try not to think about my friend Laura's experience of a sleeper train when her son fell from the top bunk. In her case she was lucky enough to catch him. It would be very boring to arrive in Pathankot with broken bones.
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We've arrived in our most expensive and possibly grottiest hotel. It's on the road from Jaipur to Delhi. To be honest it's such a relief to get out of the car. We've sat in terrible traffic for what seems like hours. Trucks are not allowed into Delhi before 9pm which means that early evening on a major tributary into the city, is one long truckfest. The kids have amazed me once more. There hasn't been a single complaint or vague grumble today. On past experience though, does this mean we're in for a shocker tomorrow? There's a 3 hour drive followed by the overnight train up to the mountains. Sounds pretty grim, huh?
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