To Ranthambore
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 16 Apr 2019 22:57
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Agra to
Ranthambore
 Mob (our driver) picked us up at
eight for the one hundred and seventy mile journey to
Ranthambore – fingers crossed for tigers in the National Park. Shortly
after we left the sky went very dark, the wind really picked up gusting enough
to bring trees down and big dollopy rain, unseasonal (rains don’t start until
June) and unpredicted. We had very little in the way of motorway but en route we
saw just about everything barring locusts – cows, buffalos, pigs, camels,
horses, dogs, cats, squirrels, many, many small towns – traffic chaos in some to
the point a policeman gave up trying to direct and stomped off.
  At ten past nine we stopped at
Fatehpur Sikri for an hour and a half bimbling around the
Fort and the palaces. Back on the road after really enjoying our stop and
dodging the rain more by luck than judgement, a massive teaching hospital, a
field full of new tractors, we had people washing in a river, a camel appearing
beside us at a traffic junction, heavily laden trucks and tractors, stopping for
a cow to cross the road, an empty river bed, a bus with a puncture, sadly so
much rubbish and so much more, by the time Beds settled in to bed at four we
were all bushed and very pleased to be away from honking and hooting that does
get very wearing indeed. Supper in our new digs should have come with a fire
hazard warning despite asking for everything to be mild....... early to bed as
we have to be up at five-ish for our first safari at six. Stuff we
saw..............
                                         ALL IN ALL BUMPY, LONG BUT
INTERESTING
CHANGING SCENERY, LOTS OF
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