So I headed 6 hours deeper into the ‘Great That Desert’ this time though the train ran with military precision., I was surprised at first, but when I look around I realised that I was the sole civilian in my carriage, crammed in with an entire Indian army platoon all heading for the end of the line, Jaisalmer. However as Jaisalmer is the last Indian stand before the Pakistani border I shouldn’t have been surprised. When the train came to a stop, I got off, fell in line and headed for the bus station with the rest of my platoon, only to find out that this bus was for actual, not pretend soldiers. So I waited for the next civilian bus, it arrived around half an hour later, but I was just laughed at when
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