I'm happy to report that Indian Railways (useless fact: largest employer in the world) runs an excellent service from Jabalpur to Agra. Leaving exactly on time, we arrived in Agra three minutes early, having had a better night's rest than at our previous hotel (v. cold)! Oh yes, we also popped in to see something called the Taj Mahal. And yes, it is absolutely amazing. Definitely not just another palace / castle / site on the tour (as we were cruelly reminded whilst being dragged around the Red Fort of Agra afterwards like sulky teenagers).
(In between the train and the Taj we slotted in an hour at the hotel spa, which was more akin to an hour in the ring with Mike Tyson. I had to take painkillers after my massage as my heading was hurting so much, and B had a contact lens split in two in a bruising encounter with the facialist.)
[update: Our Delhi host, in a great show of company loyalty, has pointed out that his employer, Walmart, employs more people than the Indian Railways. Thank you James for clearing that up.]
(In between the train and the Taj we slotted in an hour at the hotel spa, which was more akin to an hour in the ring with Mike Tyson. I had to take painkillers after my massage as my heading was hurting so much, and B had a contact lens split in two in a bruising encounter with the facialist.)
[update: Our Delhi host, in a great show of company loyalty, has pointed out that his employer, Walmart, employs more people than the Indian Railways. Thank you James for clearing that up.]
1 comment:
Where is the picture of Bridget looking forlorn on the bench in front of the Taj Mahal
Post a Comment