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Jaisalmer, India
The hazy disc of the early morning sun hung low over a mournful desert, the muted tones accentuated by the accumulated grime and scum on the window in our 3rd Class carriage; the train was late and I had overslept and it was already 6.30am. Peter sat bolt upright opposite me in a trance, irritated by all of the overnight interruptions from …
Vinod Sharma I am sure you enjoyed every bit of this trip. If this would have been the month of October and November you would have loved the Desert Festival which is an amazing event to be in.