So i’m sat on my bed a baseball throw away from the Tai Mahal, surrounded by litter, the smell of incense mingling with poo, the constant beep of rickshaws going past sipping a small bottle of port kay brought with her – this is the India and I am seriously starting to like. To be honest i think i liked it the moment we turned out of our hotel in Jaipur on our first day and were met by a camel pulling a cart down the main road. Ii didn’t see it to start with because there were 20 honda hero motorbikes, 17 rickshaws, 3 suzuki swifts (archies cousins are everywhere) 5 cycle rickshaws, 20 cyclists, 30 pedestrians, 7 cows and one elephant also trying to fit on the same space of road. There is noise,
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