The whole truth
Okay, so for starters my valliant shoes died in the waterfall. Ken had to perform surgery on the strap with his swiss army knife, and now they are a bomb waiting to explode. So I got another pair of the same style for twice the price and we’ll see if they last…
Also our day in Delhi was not spent shopping and seeing a bollywood movie. As always, Delhi kicked out asses and wiped the floor with them. We got there at midnight because our train was an hour late and the hotel had us coming on the 6th not the 5th so we had to find another place. It was a nice hotel, very clean and conveniently accross the street, with AC and cheaper than the one we had reserved and the bed was round… But it turned out that the hot water had to be ordered and came 15 minutes (read 45) later in a bucket. The room was on the second floor so we were concerned that we would be awoken by street noises, but what woke me was a roach crawling on my arm. It was no new york beast, more like a chiclet than a roll of life savers, so I managed to squash it with the bottle of water without waking ken. But there was no way we could get out of the room before the city got piping hot (10:30am…) Instead we ate something and started to plan the next leg of the trip. So as a result some of you will get your Indian gifts bought in Thailand, and your India postcards sent in Bangkok, and that’s the truth of it.
