We started the day with an hour of yoga. This was something I'd hoped to do during the trip and we found a place very close to the hostel where you just paid a donation and did the hour long class at 8am, which was perfect. It was harder than I was expecting but definitely woke me up!
I'd finally built up a bit of an appetite after the cooking class and had some toast, and then after checking out we headed out to a local festival. It was not quite what we expected- maybe we were too early, but it was essentially a huge street lined with market stalls and a few fun fair rides. It was definitely aimed at locals and a lot of the stuff for sale was weird, but I picked up a lunchbox for 20p and a knife for 20p so that I could cut and take fruit, and also got some very reasonably priced souvenirs, so it wasn't entirely a disappointment!
After a while we headed back and went for lunch at a cafe which had been recommended. I had a nice vegan salad and toast which was pretty expensive by Indian standards but still under £2! We then went to our art class. For 200 each we essentially copied a painting of an elephant done by an artist, and he offered any help which we wanted. It was a bit of a strange idea but ended up being so fun! I'm still kind of sad we didn't get to do jewellery making but this was still a super fun alternative. It took ages too as there are so many details, and by the time we'd finished we just had time to collect our bags before heading to the train station.
We boarded our train and home for the next 12 hours and then got off to buy some snacks at the station. We had some drama as meg thought she'd lost her purse but luckily found it and soon we were on our way armed with some samosas and paratha.
The train was one of the strangest experiences of my life. I'd been very skeptical of going sleeper class over night but was assured we were in a "tourist only carriage". Lies. To imagine how the carriage looks, it's essentially separated into segments like on a western train where they're arranged facing together with a table. But able the two normal seats there are then two more rows or almost benches, which are beds. Katie and I opted for bottom row beds and Meg middle- mistake. Once we'd put the beds down at around 9pm, it quickly became apparent but other people on the train hadn't reserved seats, and came and sat or lay with us on our very thin beds!! At one point katie had to literally move an old woman off her bed, and during the night we both woke at multiple points to find random people either sitting or lying next to us. SO WEIRD! Unsurprisingly this wasn't our best night's sleep.
Laura x
I'd finally built up a bit of an appetite after the cooking class and had some toast, and then after checking out we headed out to a local festival. It was not quite what we expected- maybe we were too early, but it was essentially a huge street lined with market stalls and a few fun fair rides. It was definitely aimed at locals and a lot of the stuff for sale was weird, but I picked up a lunchbox for 20p and a knife for 20p so that I could cut and take fruit, and also got some very reasonably priced souvenirs, so it wasn't entirely a disappointment!
After a while we headed back and went for lunch at a cafe which had been recommended. I had a nice vegan salad and toast which was pretty expensive by Indian standards but still under £2! We then went to our art class. For 200 each we essentially copied a painting of an elephant done by an artist, and he offered any help which we wanted. It was a bit of a strange idea but ended up being so fun! I'm still kind of sad we didn't get to do jewellery making but this was still a super fun alternative. It took ages too as there are so many details, and by the time we'd finished we just had time to collect our bags before heading to the train station.
We boarded our train and home for the next 12 hours and then got off to buy some snacks at the station. We had some drama as meg thought she'd lost her purse but luckily found it and soon we were on our way armed with some samosas and paratha.
The train was one of the strangest experiences of my life. I'd been very skeptical of going sleeper class over night but was assured we were in a "tourist only carriage". Lies. To imagine how the carriage looks, it's essentially separated into segments like on a western train where they're arranged facing together with a table. But able the two normal seats there are then two more rows or almost benches, which are beds. Katie and I opted for bottom row beds and Meg middle- mistake. Once we'd put the beds down at around 9pm, it quickly became apparent but other people on the train hadn't reserved seats, and came and sat or lay with us on our very thin beds!! At one point katie had to literally move an old woman off her bed, and during the night we both woke at multiple points to find random people either sitting or lying next to us. SO WEIRD! Unsurprisingly this wasn't our best night's sleep.
Laura x
No comments:
Post a Comment
:-)