Yoga this morning was full of trials and tribulations, but had a heart warming vibe at the centre. The room dedicated to yoga was on the roof of our hotel, over looking the Himalayas and the valley that the Ganges had carved for itself. The room was completely covered in gold and red material like a Christmas present, with a deep red carpet and torturous looking instruments lined up ominously against the walls. Initially, our very authentic looking yoga instruc...

After sleeping on what felt like a warm wine gum, we got the lift (you heard me correctly, LIFT) down to breakfast. I indulged in a rather snotty looking white noodle thing which tasted as bad as it looked but, as my good mum, Sian, would say, 'You won't know you don't like it, if you don't try it.' Anyway, I didn't like it. I also had a chickpea curry with a chapati which was very flavoursome and filling; so needless to say, with yesterday's calamities behind us...