Once again I have been slack, I am so sorry. It is mainly because not much has happened over the past two weeks and it’s been either boring or stuff I don’t really want to remember/talk about. However Ch wants me to write about it so I will, just to up date you all.
So today we were all set to go to As house and start the epic journey to Banswara. As a proper send off from Jaipur we decided to go back to the Peacock restaurant. I ordered humus and mashed potato - it was a terrible choice! The humus was warm, I’ve not eaten warm humus before and it was disgusting. The mashed potatos were ok but weird on their own. To follow we each ordered a nutella crepe – the very best thing about this restaurant. They had run out of nutella and asked if chocolate would be an ok substitute. We agreed it would and waited. They were the worst crepes we had ever tasted, the chocolate tasted foul. So actually that treat was not so much of a success – about time to leave the city me thinks!!
The car came and it was huge, it was nice to have space and we arrived in good time at As house. Where we sat about talking, drinking tea and then eating a dinner of Dahl Chowl (rice and lentils). I was getting more and more worried about the journey as I was still in pain and not feeling very well. But actually it was not too bad.
We all piled into the car; Ch, Cl, A As wife, As kid and myself. As wife and kid were in the boot, which A had converted into a “bed” the three of us were crammed in the middle seats with our ‘hand luggage’ and computers and then A was in the passenger seat. Not even ten minutes into the journey As wife had started passing her child ( one and a half years old) over the middle seat partition to her father in the front. This passing too and from was to occur rather a lot over the next four days. After about an hour, A stopped the car and joined his family in the boot. An hour or so after that, I decided to clamber over into the passenger seat as if I stayed in the middle there was no way any of us had enough room to stand the journey let alone attempt to sleep.
Turns out sleep was a far off concept and really we hardly caught forty winks between the three of us.
So today we were all set to go to As house and start the epic journey to Banswara. As a proper send off from Jaipur we decided to go back to the Peacock restaurant. I ordered humus and mashed potato - it was a terrible choice! The humus was warm, I’ve not eaten warm humus before and it was disgusting. The mashed potatos were ok but weird on their own. To follow we each ordered a nutella crepe – the very best thing about this restaurant. They had run out of nutella and asked if chocolate would be an ok substitute. We agreed it would and waited. They were the worst crepes we had ever tasted, the chocolate tasted foul. So actually that treat was not so much of a success – about time to leave the city me thinks!!
The car came and it was huge, it was nice to have space and we arrived in good time at As house. Where we sat about talking, drinking tea and then eating a dinner of Dahl Chowl (rice and lentils). I was getting more and more worried about the journey as I was still in pain and not feeling very well. But actually it was not too bad.
We all piled into the car; Ch, Cl, A As wife, As kid and myself. As wife and kid were in the boot, which A had converted into a “bed” the three of us were crammed in the middle seats with our ‘hand luggage’ and computers and then A was in the passenger seat. Not even ten minutes into the journey As wife had started passing her child ( one and a half years old) over the middle seat partition to her father in the front. This passing too and from was to occur rather a lot over the next four days. After about an hour, A stopped the car and joined his family in the boot. An hour or so after that, I decided to clamber over into the passenger seat as if I stayed in the middle there was no way any of us had enough room to stand the journey let alone attempt to sleep.
Turns out sleep was a far off concept and really we hardly caught forty winks between the three of us.
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