So the third day has arrived, and the first major problem has been encountered - it would seem my cards do not like India, and therefore will not work!
It is not a huge problem, as Dan's do, so he is my life saver, but it is just my luck. If I am being tested by the God of travelling, please can I pass and he leave me alone - this is not fun! I have a numer in the UK to phone, but it is a pain. Apparently phone's are not easy to come by here! What good is a Mum that works in a bank if she can't sort all this out for you! Maybe it is her way of telling me to grow up.
I get the hint!
The award for the first bout of Delhi Belly goes to .....DAN! He is only able to venture out for short periods at atime, before feeling the need to rush home where he feels safer! Forgive the crudeness, but I am still pretty solid - it must be years of putting up with Mum's cooking!! (Joke obviously)
So because of this,I was left to explore on my own for a couple of hours. With a new ability to cope with the touts, and armed with much more standard travelling attire, I wander out - and within 10 minutes I'm a little bit lost. The back streets are obviously more residential, and therefore get a lot more funny looks, but that is not something I am a stranger to! Eventually I notice a western looking girl, and in my infinte wisdom decide I should follow her. Either she knows where she is going, or we will at least be lost together, and maybe a romantic story will begin! Alas the first proved to be true, and I found my way back to the main Bazar!
We have arranged our trip to Ramnagar now, and leave on the night train tonight - an experience I'm sure I will need to share.
Tomorrow, the hunt for Tiger's begins!