tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135757922009-07-05T20:59:36.543+05:30Travel Tales from India"I say, if you want to find out where the road goes, get in the fast lane and hit the gas." Calvin and HobbesMridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.comBlogger840125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-21452784983079533792009-07-05T14:07:00.003+05:302009-07-05T14:09:10.834+05:30Lazy Sunday Photo- Boats at Naini Lake, Nainital<div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/boats-at-Naini-Lake,-Nainital-776770.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/boats-at-Naini-Lake,-Nainital-776767.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> Boats at Naini Lake, Nainital</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-2145278498307953379?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-17641266931277768722009-07-05T00:35:00.003+05:302009-07-05T00:42:06.777+05:30London Train Announcements<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwCGxjWHfg4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwCGxjWHfg4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>London Train Announcements</strong></div>I unfortunately misplaced my 'mind the gap' file while I was moving it on my cell phone (Nokia 6275) so that I could copy it to the computer. Here is something that remains in another audio file but as I said, unfortunately, no mind the gap. Maybe if I go to London ever again I will make sure to get a good recording and save it safely.<br /><br />As usual for visuals I am rotating some pictures.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-1764126693127776872?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-32260299246371171462009-07-04T17:41:00.007+05:302009-07-04T20:55:44.718+05:30Conversations with David at Taj Safari Lodge Banjaar Tola, Madhya PradeshI met David before a dinner at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Taj</span> Safari's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Banjaar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tola</span> Lodge. There was Alger (the naturalist who took me to <a href="http://www.mptourism.com/dest/kanha.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kanha</span> National Park </a>for all my four rides) an Indian couple staying at the lodge, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mohit</span> (another employee) and myself. All of us were chatting <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">nineteen</span> to a dozen. The Indian couple had a home in Italy and they were talking about some beaches they had visited in the USA. Soon David and I started chatting among <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">our self</span>. Here is how it went.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Taj-Safaris-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-745106.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Taj-Safaris-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-745097.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong> The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Taj</span> Safari's Campsite at Dusk, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Banjaar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Tola</span></strong></div>Me: "So David, what a life, living inside a jungle!"<br />David: "Yes, this is exactly what I wanted."<br />Me: "David are you married?" (Hey this was not the first time I was chatting with him. And among Indians this question can be popped easily. OK, OK I know I am sounding defensive).<br />David: "No."<br />Me: "Hey <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">no one</span> will agree to come and live with you in this jungle!"<br />David: "Look at ..., he lives with his family and his daughter loves it."<br />Me: "So where are you from?"<br />David: "From <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Kerela</span>, have you been there?"<br />Me: "No, but have to go there one day."<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kanha-National-Park-Madhya-Pradesh-745063.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kanha-National-Park-Madhya-Pradesh-745049.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong>The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Kanha</span> National Park, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Madhya</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Pradesh</span></strong></div><br />David: "So how do you find the lodge?"<br />Me: "The room rents are <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">way</span> too high, if you don't mind my saying so."<br />David: "Hey we are used to hearing this!" (laughing)<br />Me: "Do you manage to take vacations?"<br />David: "Yes, recently I was in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Nainital</span>. I travel on budget"<br />Me: "Why, that is such a crowded place."<br />David: "I went bird watching and in off beat places. I can do brid watching all my life."<br />Me: "We are also budget travelers, I do such trips usually on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">sponsorship</span>."<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">David</span>: "Hey I am sure we would meet in the Himalayas somewhere and say Hi to each other again."<br /><br />To that he went up and left for his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">accommodations</span> on the premises.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3226029924637117146?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-34243368124984052312009-07-03T01:15:00.000+05:302009-07-03T01:15:00.578+05:30Old Pictures from Spiti<div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Beautiful-Spiti-Spiti-715396.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Beautiful-Spiti-Spiti-714912.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong>Beautiful Spiti</strong></div><div align="justify">I was looking at my old pictures from Spiti (on a new laptop) and fell in love with the place all over again. And I didn't like even this one immediately after the trip!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3424336812498405231?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-29224759660565818882009-07-02T19:24:00.004+05:302009-07-02T19:44:34.418+05:30Carfax Tower, Oxford<div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Carfax-Tower-Oxford-UK-735392.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Carfax-Tower-Oxford-UK-734965.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong>Carfax Tower, Oxford, UK</strong></div>I have never been to the top of this tower, in fact didn't even know one could go to <a href="http://www.citysightseeingoxford.com/carfax_tower.html">the top of the Carfax Tower</a> inspite of being around it thrice!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-2922475966056581888?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-33094258794005103862009-07-01T19:29:00.002+05:302009-07-01T19:33:39.114+05:30What a Ride!<div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Cycle-on-Road-Roller-741695.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Cycle-on-Road-Roller-741689.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>Cycle on a Road Roller, Gurgaon</strong></div><div align="justify">This road roller was inching ahead of me on my morning commute to work today. While both of us were waiting to take a turn I clicked the picture with my mobile phone. And just a few days back I was thinking maybe I really did not need a camera in my mobile, I hardly click any pictures!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3309425879400510386?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-70191275921406732972009-06-30T11:07:00.005+05:302009-06-30T12:34:21.994+05:30The Kahna National Park/Taj Safari Article at Gonomad<div align="center"><a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Dancing-Peacock-712890.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Dancing-Peacock-712873.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong> Dancing Peacock at Kanha National Park, Madhya Pradesh, India</strong></div><p>My full article about the Kanha National Park/Taj Safari Lodge (in collaboration with the African firm <a href="http://www.andbeyond.com/">&amp; Beyond</a>) is now up at <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/lodgings/0906/india-kanha.html">Gonomad-</a></p><blockquote><p>I saw Gaurs (resembles a bison), cheetals (a type of deer), peacocks and<br />even wild boars but there was no sign of the elusive tiger. At one particular<br />road Alger and the park ranger got quite excited as they saw the pug marks of a<br />tiger and they tried to track it. </p></blockquote><p><br /></p><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-7019127592140673297?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-64215791577016756262009-06-30T01:18:00.000+05:302009-06-30T01:18:00.700+05:30Canada Geese at Thames Walk, Oxford, UK<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Canada-Geese-at-Thames-River-Oxford-754580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Canada-Geese-at-Thames-River-Oxford-754464.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Canada Geese at Thames Walk, Oxford, UK</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The geese along the Thames Walk are so used to tourists that they can chase you for bread crumbs. They also let you come quite close to them. This picture was taken with my wide angle lens but with cropping the image and using the sharpen feature in Picasa I could get this result.<br /><br />And this flurry of birds is due to the interest that Alger (the naturalist at Taj Safari Lodge, Banjaar Tola) managed to create for wild life.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-6421579157701675626?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-42413015972999905582009-06-29T05:30:00.001+05:302009-06-29T05:30:07.386+05:30The Joys of a Zoom Lens- Laughing Dove<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Laughing-Dove-Indian-Dove-Dove-761769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Laughing-Dove-Indian-Dove-Dove-761644.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Laughing Dove</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It rained four drops on Sunday but even that brought out quit a few birds. This Laughing Dove was sitting on the ledge of the house behind ours. Oh! The joys of having a zoom lens finally. I wonder why it took me too years to buy a zoom lens after buying my SLR.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-4241301597299990558?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-14052451387798260762009-06-28T15:37:00.003+05:302009-06-28T15:44:38.326+05:30Chota Imambara, Lucknow<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Chota-Imambara-Lucknow-750206.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Chota-Imambara-Lucknow-750198.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chota Imambara, Lucknow</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I am not feeling too lazy today, so here is another picture. I had been to Lucknow to attend a conference at Lucknow. A day trip of Lucknow was included in the conference schedule and I am so thankful for it. I have been going to Lucknow since childhood but never ventured out in the city.<br /><br />To click this picture with the reflection I hopped over to the wooden bridge on the water even though it was chained. Chances of being yelled at by a caretaker is quite high but I still risked it. For me it is a little difficult to resist a good picture opportunity. And thankfully no one yelled at me for climbing the bridge and taking this picture.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-1405245138779826076?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-31085206648561333362009-06-28T13:39:00.003+05:302009-06-28T13:59:02.867+05:30Lazy Sunday Photo- Trafford Center, Manchester, UK<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Trafford-Center-Manchester-UK-703548.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Trafford-Center-Manchester-UK-703072.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Trafford</span> Center, Manchester, UK</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.traffordcentre.co.uk/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Trafford</span> Center is a shopping Mall in Manchester</a> and I have to admit I am not very fond of shopping malls. But this place is so huge and for a first time visitor so colorful that I have clicked pictures every two meters probably.<br /><br />I was roaming around with my school friend (I met her after 20 years) and she picked up a map of the center. She passed one to me too. As I have said earlier, maps always seem like unsolvable puzzles to me. So, after pretending to master it for a while, I tossed it in a bin. And went back to photography. My friend was so amused with it that she told everyone what I do with maps!<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3108520664856133336?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-37260209815936736402009-06-27T23:16:00.003+05:302009-06-27T23:25:50.980+05:30Finding Shade at the Domestic Airport, New Delhi<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/New-Delhi-Airport-Runway-706367.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/New-Delhi-Airport-Runway-706216.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Finding Shade at New Delhi Airport</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I took this picture sitting inside the flight that was bound for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jabalpur</span>. It was so hot at 11.30 am that this employee decided to take refugee inside the empty cart. I was wondering why was he sitting so still and why in this empty cart. I was wondering if he was in distress or what. But soon his other colleagues came and they all entered the Jet Airways plane you can see in the background. And I could see they were chatting and laughing a lot too. It must have been the heat that made him very still and quiet while he was waiting for others. When I came to Delhi a few days later, they announced in the flight that the outside temperature was 44.5 degree <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Celsius</span>.<br /><br />And the water in the taps has been hot on its own even at the night. Today there is a wind and some clouds outside. I wish it would rain!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3726020981593673640?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-76455230226290941312009-06-26T21:12:00.006+05:302009-06-29T16:46:15.342+05:30Very Happy with a Zoom Lens<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kingfisher-Kanha-National-park-779986.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kingfisher-Kanha-National-park-779555.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Kingfisher at Kanha National Park</span><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">I have clicked photographs for 2 years without a zoom lens. And I would often wonder why can't I take good pictures when it comes to taking close ups! I mean this Kingfisher was sitting really far away and yet I managed a decent picture.<br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Squirrel-Christ-Church-College-Oxford-UK-768862.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Squirrel-Christ-Church-College-Oxford-UK-768462.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Squirrel at Christ Church College, Oxford, UK</span><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">And even though I was quite close to this squirrel, this is the kind of picture I could manage with my wide angle lens. Maybe one day I will be able to click the same scene with my zoom lens too.<br /><br />And even for the new zoom lens (Sigma 70-300mm) I could not find time to go to Chandni Chowk but Brat 1 managed to do it for me and I am so happy that he bailed me out. I will surely try to head to Bharatpur in season.<br /></div><br />But then I am already yearning for a telephoto lens.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-7645523022629094131?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-4459652503577255732009-06-25T19:52:00.003+05:302009-06-25T19:58:16.406+05:30Scorching Hot Weather!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Icecream-Van-near-London-Eye-London-718919.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Icecream-Van-near-London-Eye-London-718908.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ice Cream Van Near London Eye</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It is so scorching hot in New Delhi at the moment that all I could think of posting is the London fog and ice cream van near the London Eye. I mean my brain is trying to shut down, even though I can handle summer quite easily. Can't believe it that just a month ago I was cribbing about the weather being too cold at UK.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-445965250357725573?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-36063304223765342312009-06-24T20:46:00.006+05:302009-06-28T14:22:27.726+05:30Flying from Delhi to Jabalpur and Back on Kingfisher Red Airline<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yB2E4SqVVM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yB2E4SqVVM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kingfisher Red Flight IT 4375 Approaching <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jabalpur</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I tried to get train tickets between New Delhi and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Gondia</span> (a station close to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kanha</span>) but June being school holidays all the trains were running packed. Then my dad insisted, "fFly, why do you wish to spend so much time on a train?" I was paying for the journey to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jabalpur</span>/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Gondia</span> so I was obviously looking for train tickets. But flying and paying made hell lot of a sense because I would otherwise never stay at such a place like <a href="http://www.tajsafaris.com/our_lodges/banjaar_tola/default.php">Safari Lodge, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Banjaar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tola</span></a> simply because I am not their target market. But then I digress, let me go back to the flight from New Delhi to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Jabalpur</span> and back.<br /><br />When I booked the flight the departure time from Delhi was 7.30 am or thereabout. But while I was checking my itinerary online, the time was changed to 10.40 am. And my flight (Kingfisher Red IT 4375 and IT 4376 when it comes back) finally took off at 11.30 am after spending a lot of time on the runway. I was in a good mood and didn't mind the delay at all.<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kingfisher-Airline-ATR-Turboprop-Aircraft-769715.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Kingfisher-Airline-ATR-Turboprop-Aircraft-769399.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kingfisher and Jet Airways Planes Parked at New Delhi Airport</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Once the flight took off, all was well. <a href="http://www.flykingfisher.com/">Kingfisher Red</a> is actually the new name of Air Deccan. I know that Air Deccan had no refreshments on board so I was not sure if there were any on this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">flight</span>. The flight was just about one and a half hour long so it was no big deal . But I was actually hungry and to my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pleasant</span> surprise they soon served snacks on the flight. It was cheese and potato burger, corn and <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">chana</span> chat </span>and a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">sweet dish</span>. After gobbling all this up I was quite content to read a book and look out and chat with a lady sitting next to me.<br /><br />Soon the flight started to make its descent. I had made video of the take off from Delhi and I whipped out my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">camera</span> and started to make a video (the video above in the post) again. There was a lot of turbulence but then I have flied in smaller crafts before (this flight used <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">ATR</span> Turboprop) in turbulent weather. So I kept making the video even though I was not feeling too well. If you have watched the video you would notice that it ends quite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">abruptly</span>. It is because I realized I was quite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">nauseous</span> and might need that air sickness bag after all. The lady next to me sensed that I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">was</span> unwell and tried to make small talk. I told her I am finding it difficult to talk. And then I threw up all my snacks in that sickness bag!<br /><br />That is how I arrived at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Jabalpur</span> and I am quite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">surprised</span> that I can get sick in air too, I mean on hill roads I know it is going to be bad, so I take <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">avomine</span>. But this was a first. On my flight back, I was quite scared as I still had no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">avomine</span> with me. I decided to sleep as much I could after all that is what I do when I take avomine. I was quite tense at landing but this time there was less turbulence and I managed fine.<br /><br />But the landing at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Jabalpur</span> was the only part of the trip that was not good. Rest of the trip was wonderful.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3606330422376534231?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-26137160775942897792009-06-23T22:58:00.003+05:302009-06-23T23:10:19.477+05:30Rooms at the Taj Safari Lodge, Banjaar Tola<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Rooms-at-Taj-Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-702895.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Rooms-at-Taj-Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-702886.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Rooms at the Taj Safari Lodge at Banjaar Tola, Near Kanha National Park Madhya Pradesh</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Bathroom-Taj-Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-702852.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Bathroom-Taj-Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-702253.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I have to say upfront that you would usually not see such pictures at my blog simply because we do not stay at resorts. All the three times when I have stayed at fancy places in India it has been because of sponsorship! I mean check out the <a href="http://www.tajsafaris.com/rates/default.php">room rates</a> at Banjaar Tola. Leaves me speechless.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-2613716077594289779?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-80062158660888381832009-06-22T21:46:00.005+05:302009-06-22T22:33:23.428+05:30Pictures from Kanha National Park and a Special Swim<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-Tata-Mobile-in-Kanha-759921.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Safari-Lodge-Banjaar-Tola-Tata-Mobile-in-Kanha-759394.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Taj Safari's Vehicle at Kanha National Park, Madhya Pradesh</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I have managed to upload a few pictures from the <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mridula/Kanha#">Kanha National Park.</a> The view from my room was so green that when I close my eyes, I still see green.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Swimming-pool-Taj-Safari-Banjaar-Tola-kanha-783855.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Swimming-pool-Taj-Safari-Banjaar-Tola-kanha-783509.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />The Swimming Pool at Taj Safari's Banjaar Tola Camp Near Kanha<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />The best part was the swimming pool at the camp. I went swimming after 7 years and what fun it was. Actually, the master chef Manish at the camp was feeding us such good food that I asked them the way to the pool. I told them, "the way you guys are feeding me, if I don't swim, I would gain 3 KG by the time I leave." And Manish told me that as there was a pool side dinner that day, the pool was lit with lanterns and I could use it at night too. So, imagine an outdoor pool, lit by lanterns and flanked by trees with a few fireflies on it. And I had it all to myself!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-8006215866088838183?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-24491446449283074022009-06-21T17:51:00.004+05:302009-06-29T11:20:37.977+05:30Lazy Sunday Photo- Malabar Pied Hornbill at Kanha National Park<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Malabar-Pied-Hornbill-720309.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Malabar-Pied-Hornbill-719810.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Malabar Pied Hornbill at Kanha National Park, Madhya Pradesh</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I came back from Kanha National Park in the state of Madhya Pradesh today. And no I didn't get to see the tiger. But as they say in the jungles- "So what of you didn't see the tiger, be happy that the tiger saw you."<br /><br />Stayed with the <a href="http://www.tajsafaris.com/our_lodges/banjaar_tola/default.php">Taj Safari's Banjaar Tola Camp</a>, and as I said before the trip was organized by <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/">Gonomad</a> for me.<br /><br />I feel all my three trips are now getting mixed with one another, so I need to get down to blogging and sort them out.<br /><br />Of course a lot more pictures and a post for Gonomad will follow.<br /><br />And I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Just the thing I needed before I start a new job tomorrow.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-2449144644928307402?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-47552905558757264622009-06-17T12:38:00.004+05:302009-06-17T12:45:22.252+05:30Off Tomorrow and Back on Sunday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Jungle-Path-737972.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Jungle-Path-737953.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jungle Path</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I am off tomorrow to Madhya Pradesh and would be back on Sunday. Should have a lot of pictures to share when I come back. This trip has been arranged for me by <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/">Gonomad. </a>So, this one I have a feeling would turn out to be a little different than my usual affaris.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-4755290555875726462?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-58235574802672364082009-06-16T14:29:00.003+05:302009-06-16T14:41:21.977+05:30Bus Ride from Cannought Place to Yes You Read it Rgiht, Holland!Came across a thread named <a href="http://www.indiamike.com/india/crossing-the-border-f57/bus-ride-from-cannought-place-to-holland-t10765/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Bus Ride from Cannought Place to Holland</span></a> at Indiamike. Looks like it was possible to buy a ticket on such a bus in 1970s and some have tried to travel overland from Europe to India as late as 2007!<br /><blockquote>While talking to an old India hand few days ago I came across this reference about some direct bus service which use to ply, way back in 70’s from Regal cinema in Cannought Place to Holland. I am given the impression, they ply as late as 1972.</blockquote><br /><br />Another excellent thread at Indiamike about <a href="http://www.indiamike.com/india/crossing-the-border-f57/travelling-overland-from-europe-to-india-t45208/">overland travel to India from Europe.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-5823557480267236408?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-70167865373779126422009-06-15T14:20:00.003+05:302009-06-15T14:27:29.339+05:30Regent Street, London, Underground<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Regent-Street-London-Underground-795136.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Regent-Street-London-Underground-795126.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Regent Street, London, Underground</span><br /></div><br />The last day in London (May 2009 trip) was such an overcast and Grey. My friend from school and I still decided to brave it out. This shot is of Regent Street in London. I liked the stark colors of the day and the contrast provided by the Underground sings and the red buses. What I didn't notice at that time was that only one lamp was glowing above the underground sign! And what a cold I caught by the end of this trip!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-7016786537377912642?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-84761914617462150182009-06-14T21:03:00.003+05:302009-06-14T21:10:58.050+05:30Lazy Sunday Photo- St. Mary's Church, Oxford<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/St.-Marys-Church-Oxford-792267.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/St.-Marys-Church-Oxford-792255.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">St. Mary's Church, Oxford</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This is a picture I clicked in 2009. I have posted a picture of <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/St-Marys-Church-Oxford-UK-742687.JPG">St. Mary's Church</a> before. Now that I have changed my job, wonder if I will ever go to Oxford again. The place I was working at was associated with Oxford Brookes University hence so many visits. I went there for three years in a row and I have to say I consider it my favorite city abroad.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-8476191461746215018?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-33062716611989432502009-06-13T20:31:00.002+05:302009-06-13T20:35:10.396+05:30Walking Away!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Christ-Church-Medows-near-Thames-723632.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Christ-Church-Medows-near-Thames-723624.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />It was my last working day at the current job. Walking away was difficult due to various reasons but I think it was about time. I spent 4 years here (OK, one month short) and played TT almost everyday after office hours. I sat down after the game today for a while and chatted, a thing I almost never do. I am starting a new job week later and looking forward to it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3306271661198943250?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-74075252335995112592009-06-12T00:04:00.000+05:302009-06-13T00:44:17.672+05:30Tintin in Tibet<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Tintin-in-Tibet-bags-in-Mcleod-Ganj-719140.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/Tintin-in-Tibet-bags-in-Mcleod-Ganj-719128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tintin</span> in Tibet Bags for Sale in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mcleod</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ganj</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mcleod</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ganj</span> streets are full of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">souvenirs</span> and colorful ones at that. What I drool most at are the earrings of all size and shapes (that is one piece of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">jewellery</span> I use almost on a daily basis) but then I am content with just taking pictures.<br /><br />What <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">invariably</span> happens is that I ask the price and they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">quote</span> some high figure and then I run away. I am extremely bad at bargaining. Sometimes the ladies at stall call my retreating back, "What will you pay?" I still keep running away.<br /><br />For this bag, I didn't even ask the price and anyway apart from a holiday where is the scope to use this in the daily routine? In fact this time after coming back from the trek I called brat 2 (my younger nephew) from McLeod ganj and asked if he wanted something? He <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">immediately</span> said, "get me a T-shirt," and I did. Otherwise as soon as I enter the house he still asks me, "What have you got for me?"<br /><br />When I asked the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">shop owner</span> how much for a T-shirt that I liked he said 175 rupees. I paid, then he returned 25 rupees and said, "We say 175 but we give for 150." I got that discount even without asking for it. I am that bad at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">barging</span> and the shopkeeper was that kind. But it happens only in the mountains.<br /><br />PS. Brat 1 (my elder nephew) is right now at <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/lodgings/0705/prashar-lake.html">Prashar Lake</a> and he went alone!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-7407525233599511259?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13575792.post-34724185379713678492009-06-11T20:19:00.005+05:302009-06-17T12:50:21.376+05:30Triund Story now at Gonomad<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/beautiful-pebbles-stones-souvniers-706296.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/uploaded_images/beautiful-pebbles-stones-souvniers-706285.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Souvenirs</span> for Sale at McLeod <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ganj</span>.</span><br /></div><br />My entire trip account about <a href="http://www.gonomad.com/destinations/0906/india-mcleod-ganj-triund.html">trekking through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Triund</span>, Snowline and beyond</a> is now up at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Gonomad</span>. Do let me know what you think about it.<br /><blockquote>On our other treks, we hardly met anyone but this one was different. I did a lot of talking with people from Germany, Israel, Switzerland (she was in India for the third time and was staying for more than 6 months) and the US (the boy was staying in India for a year and he had already completed 10 months) and of course the shop owners and the guides. <p>But there is one conversation that has still stayed with me. I was talking to the groom at Snowline thinking that there were just two of us around. When he walked away I realized there was a figure in a sleeping bag inside the <em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">chai</span></em> shop behind me. </p> <p>He said, "God, the way you talk, ...</p></blockquote><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13575792-3472418537971367849?l=www.gonomad.com%2Ftraveltalesfromindia%2Findex.html'/></div>Mridulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07899575209261241247mridulablog@gmail.com6