We have just got back to Delhi on the night train, and so not very much exciting news to share today. Instead, there a few musings and items missed from previous entries that I will share instead.
- The trains here are as ridiculous as you would expect them to be. They are extremely efficient, and quite comfortable, and you would hardly know you were moving at all - because you barely are. Ramnagar is 240km away from Delhi, which is not far off 115 miles. The train we got took just over 7 hours. That means we were traveling at approximately 15mph. That's not train speed. The elephants we rode moved faster than that! No wonder they are always on time. Nothing can go wrong at that speed, except maybe the train fusing itself to the tracks due to lack of movement!
- Quick note - toilets on the trains are not good. Holes in the floor leading to the ground below - maybe this affects speed also.
- It would seem that the UK is not the only place that has to put up with Chavs. Whilst in the piece and tranquility of Corbett Camp, Dan and are disturbed on an afternoon elephant watching by a group of 7 or 8 Indians, playing music on their mobile phones and dancing worse than me! There is a time and place for Bangalore music, this was neither. To futher emphasise their chaviness, one of the young gentleman wore a Nike turban. The prosecution rests.
- One of our lunchtimes in Corbett was spent on a watchtower over a waterhole inthe vein hope a tiger may present itself. As you know it didn't, but we were harassed by a man eating monkey - I kid you not! We were up this tower for nearly three hours, and at regular intervals were joined by our primitive friend. At first it was sweet, and we took pictures and laughed - all good fun. After the second visit though, it was annoying. This tower was about 10ft by 10ft, and there were about 8 of us up there. He would sit over your head, and quietly taunt you, before eventually pissing on a bench, rendering it unusable for the duration of the afternoon. He continued to taunt us for 2 whole hours, and even lashed out attempting a scratch - rabies is not something anybody wants. Foaming at the mouth is not a good look, although dressed up with a nice bandana I think I could pull it off!
- A final thing we noticed was the difference in the local Indian people between Ramnagar and Delhi. In Ramnagar we are more stared at and seemingly unusual, but chatted and waved at much more! The people are so accepting and could not do enough for us! The camp we stayed in in Ramnagar was in a Mango orchard, and we stayed in an old school tent, complete with camp beds and mosquitos. The man there drove us around, gave us all the food we wanted, and even provided a beer or two - what more could we ask! The people there restored our faith in the country!
Today we sort out our next leg to Agra and the Taj Mahal, before moving further south to our departure at the end of the month in Mumbai.
Will now be on the look out for more chavs, as well as the touts!