It's even a long time to say Mahabaleshwar...
Jude, Bek and I braved the iconic Indian bus-ride through the winding hills to go shopping... yes mum, your christmas present was the root of all this.... You know those news reports you hear from India of a busload of innocents diving off the side of a cliff into a ravine and all on board are escorted to various heavens by innumerable gods... well, luckily today wasn't our day....
It was however like sitting inside a tin can with a handfull of nails - shaken, not stirred... You can't imagine the noise. Curiously, there was a public red phone attached to the wall behind the driver. Presumably, the reception from bottoms of ravines is pretty good in this part of India...
Anyway, we didn't die, and we have another experience to add to our already unwieldy list...
By the way, I also added some more photos to the previous album (I changed the cover pic to spur your interest).
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