But I don’t fucking know where I’ll be going, I don’t travel this way I wander freely. I book as I’m going along. I am a FREE SPIRIT” I whined, now even disgusted by myself, to the now decidedly frosty bitch from hell.
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GOODBYE DELHI AND GOODBYE INDIA, I LOVE YOU.
There are scattered monuments and tombs all over and a lot of the tombs have unknown residents that makes it so very poignant. In a lot of the arched windows young lovers sat taking in the views and holding hands. It’s obviously a place to take your beau.
COMMON LAW. UNDERSTAND YOUR RIGHTS
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SARNATH AND BUDDHA. INDIAS HOLY SITE.
After Varanasi this truly felt spiritual to me. Sadly the only pic I have of me is the one where I look like a still traumatised raving loony that I will show you to have a good laugh at.
GANGES, INDIA. VARANASI OR VERY NASTY?
I know I wanted to scrub out my eyeballs and boil them. It took me days to start to feel clean clean after this visit.
JAIPUR CITY PALACE AND MUSEUMS AND “THE TOE”. INDIA
‘Now all good. No problem’ he said. You’re sure this is going to be OK?’ I said squinting at him suspiciously.
TAJ MAHAL AT DAWN. INDIAS JEWEL.
The Empress was apparently an exotic beauty but died early at only 38 – maybe because of the thirteen children she bore him. Another reason to turn down too many amorous advances or, your bloke, will literally be the death of you.
NEARLY SUNSET BEHIND THE TAJ MAHAL. INDIAS AGRA BY TWILIGHT.
I walked across the field first ignoring, a perfectly good path. I hadn’t checked if there were snakes, I looked back but the driver smiled benignly and waved me on.
JAIPUR PALACES. INDIA.
I could imagine myself slumping around on a bejewelled divan groaning at the heat, and dipping my hand in to splash water on my face while inhaling sweet perfume from beautiful flowers I’m sure I had some fabulous palace in an earlier incarnation.
JAIPUR RAJASTHAN INDIA.
There are benches in the shade of the trees there that you can sit at, near the sprinklers that constantly water the well groomed lawns and peruse the mastery of the instruments and ponder the mystery of the heavens.
Old Bird Travels Solo! 