Agra, India
What a day!
Our alarms went off at about 4:30am, Laura jumped up for a shower whilst I did the old straighten-the-hair-whilst-still-lying-down trick.
Today was the Taj Mahal.
I'd booked a private guide through an internet website, which seemed fine at the time but then the more people who asked me how exactly I'd found him, the more I was worried I'd reserved a day with an axe murderer. Luckily for us he turned out to be an excellent tour guide, although it wa...