DAY FORTY FOUR I am writing this sitting in our First Class train cabin, with our packed up bicycles, on our way back to Delhi, ready to fly back to…
Riding to India
DAY FORTY FOUR I am writing this sitting in our First Class train cabin, with our packed up bicycles, on our way back to Delhi, ready to fly back to…
DAY FORTY THREE Today, we visited a 1st Century (BCE) Jain “monastery” or rather a large set of caves. Alysun duly tested the meditation chambers & stone pillowed beds, all…
DAY FORTY TWO Our stay in Bhubaneswar was in a home stay with a family, on the edge of the city jungle. We were shown the jungle from a balcony…
DAY FORTY TWO The journey home, pannier bags packed into lightweight hold-alls, heavy with our shopping. Rickshaw, electric bus, rickshaw, and then train to Delhi (Hazrat Nizamuddin Railway Station). The…
DAY THIRTY SEVEN A rest day in Alwar, or rather no cycling, just walking around the city, trying to avoid the traffic weaving motorbikes with horns blaring non-stop. Our sightseeing…
DAY THIRTY Alysun’s words… Today we just rested, hoping for the illness to pass quickly, which it did. Though not quite as quickly as I’d hoped, so by the end…
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PLEASE READ THIS…. We have created this blog during Covid-19 lockdown, learning new skills building this website. So, the creation of the website has been made possible by the surreal…
DAY TWENTY FOUR…. going home, a postscript Our final day involved packing bags, packing bikes, last minute shopping and changing our excess Iranian cash back into Euros. Plus, of course,…