Having route marched 5 km with our backpacks, at a hot and steamy 10.30pm, on our arrival back in Mumbai.....long story we'll save for a night when we have a few bottles of wine.......we'd both reached the conclusion that we could manage with less clothes. A sort through the various bits we had brought resulted in three small parcels of clothes which were destined to be returned to the UK. We had already bought some large plastic envelopes so we could send back a...

Just one day to go now before we leave Mumbai on our 16 hour overnight coach to Udaipur. Those of you who have already read previous instalments will be aware of my essential dealings with Indian dentistry. We left for Aurangabad with my front crown temporarily cemented on, and a promise to return after our planned few days there. So true to our word we were back. Unable to book a bed at theTravellers Inn where we had spent our first week in India we booked In at...

This morning John and I were up before dawn slogging along the Mumbai pavements, complete with backpacks and day packs. By 5am we were on the road to the station for our train to Aurangabhad, negotiating sleeping bodies and waking the local canines who announced our presence with a rousing woof- round. Fortunately it's only a 5 minute walk to the CST station( the famous Chivrapati Shivaji terminus) from the Travellers inn, a journey made easier by the absence of ...

Well it's now four days since the last blog, and we have had a very eventful time. As some of you will already know, on Saturday, my birthday, I managed to dislodge the crown on my front tooth whilst gnawing on a piece of sugar cane. 4.50pm on a Saturday is not the best time to do that in any country, but at least in Mumbai there was a solitary dentist open. In fear of having to spend the weekend without a front tooth, and looking like Worzel Gummidge (the TV sca...

Can't believe it's Friday already, and we are on day four in India. Where shall I start - well maybe at the beginning. We arrived courtesy of Jet Airways on Tuesday morning to a spookily quiet and serene arrivals area. No relatives waving placards or taxi drivers touting for trade. We usually stop in the airport for a coffee to give us chance to look round and suss out the systems etc, but this time we didn't need too as there was no one about to "mug us". Has t...