I took the train to Agra today. Having experienced the balancing act of hole in the floor toilets on a moving train I thought I would be ok even though you can end up with wet feet but I was not prepared for the train doing an emergency stop while in the crouching position. The result? Elegant it was not. So food that was destined for passengers 'lunch ended up on the carriage floor. For those who had already been served I imagine they suffered most. Having dispatched the cow that had wondered onto the line we went to the next station where a street trader was dispatched to bring food. I was given a carton of steaming vegetable curry and rice. I am in a small 'green' hotel, no air conditioning, just ceiling fans but in a lovely setting. I have lost count of the number of people who want a selfie with me. Apparently they like grey hair. Of course I have to make sure their hands aren't dipping into my rucksack!
The air conditioning has broken in my car so it was some relief when the temperature dropped back to the 30 degree mark. This gave my neighbours fresh enthusiasm to clear up overgrown vegetation. At my request my American neighbour climbed down to a flat bit of ground where a tree had grown about 6 feet in as many weeks, to lop it. My job was to clear all the debris when it fell and drag it to a parking space in the courtyard. The system was working well with another neighbour and her granddaughter joining in to help me clear the debris. Meanwhile. up above us the American was in full swing, not stopping at 'lopping' the tree but cutting it right back to its roots. Soon great big branches were hurtling down and that is when it happened. One branch, instead of coming straight down to the ground decided to take a detour onto his garage roof, creating a big hole right above where his precious car, a Tesla, was being kept safe and sound....
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