Out of India

It’s been a rough couple of weeks since I last posted. First, there was the terrorist attack in Mumbai. Miguel and I were taking the train back to Mumbai when three bombs went off around the city. One in the area we were going — the Dardar district. We didn’t know what was going on, but we had to get off the train before our stop and it only got worse from there.

The Train to New Dehli

I’m getting to know the trains of the world. I’ve been in 6 countries so far and I’ve used trains to get around everywhere but Canada. Indian trains are the most unusual by far.

Day Tripping with Claire

There’s a real advantage when your girlfriend is a club singer at night. You get at least half the day to pal around.

And London is a great place to set up a home base to tour from. The Womballs have a flat we can crash in (they’ve been renting it as a place to sleep off the previous night’s drinking) or wash up in if the day is running late. And, of course, when Claire has a couple of free nights in a row, we head back to the B&B to stay with her parents.

The Train

Well, I’ve been in the capable and efficient hands of Amtrak for a couple of days now. It hasn’t quite been what I expected.