Travelling

Started travelling yesterday. My last week or so in Delhi, were much of the same and began to become everyday life so not very interesting to talk about. Had a small party for the boys at te second chance centre before we left which was fun except that we had no idea that we were giving it until a short while before it began. Govind (who runs the centre) had told all of the kds that we were taking them out for dinner. So we thought we'd better do something and so we went and bought 3 kilos of indian sweets.

We got on the train the next morning after waiting as long as we could outside the train station for a mop of dirty blond hair that would signify Henry's arrival. Unfortunately he was about 4hrs outside Delhi at that time and we were waiting in vain. Finally a couple of minutes before the train left the station I gave up hope and navigated the luggage, animals, puddles (not, unfortunately, water) and crush of people with increasing panic and just made it onto platform 6 as the train revved up.

The train journey was alright but not what I was looking for in terms of a good look at Indian countryside. All I saw were crumbling factories and multi-coloured heaps of rubbish.
We are a bit worried about tomorrow as we will be in Jaipur during the festival of Holi, which involves a large amount of permanent paint and an excuse to gang mob tourists, and as three pale foreigners we merely represent a blank canvas to the swarms of indians that intend to have a truly 'colourful' day off work.