24th October, 2010.
Finally back at my beloved Corbett. Delhi was blighted, as usual. By the time the train reached Hapur, the weather had cooled. Ramnagar was mess with a wedding going through town complete with a brass band and men carrying fluorescent lights mounted on poles. This was followed by a gaudy horse-drawn (!) carriage where the be-turbaned groom, who looked to be in his early twenties and completely bored with the proceedings, sat surrounded by a screaming mass of children. Perhaps he viewed it as portentous!
Corbett very humid but I could hear a myriad frogs last night whilst smoking my post-prandial cigarette which is a good thing.
Finally back at my beloved Corbett. Delhi was blighted, as usual. By the time the train reached Hapur, the weather had cooled. Ramnagar was mess with a wedding going through town complete with a brass band and men carrying fluorescent lights mounted on poles. This was followed by a gaudy horse-drawn (!) carriage where the be-turbaned groom, who looked to be in his early twenties and completely bored with the proceedings, sat surrounded by a screaming mass of children. Perhaps he viewed it as portentous!
Corbett very humid but I could hear a myriad frogs last night whilst smoking my post-prandial cigarette which is a good thing.
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