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UzbekistanSamarkand39°39’21” N 66°58’32” E
Registan, Samarkand

There are many Unesco world heritage sites, but Registan in Samarkand, Uzbekistan, it's really 5 star, 10 out of 10, unbelievable, and it beats all the superlatives you can think of. The only thing remotely compatible is the Taj Mahal in India.
I had expected to see ruins but in fact, these mosques and madrisas, and other buildings here are almost in almost perfect condition. They cover such a vast area and they are so ornately decorated and tastefully decorated it has a something of a surreal atmosphere to it.
Today we come at night just to see the whole thing as the sunsets and with the lights on it certainly will have a different atmosphere than tomorrow, when we have a guide and have the whole thing explained to us. However, even today there is no shortage of people who are willing to give us a little bit of a guide here and there, and explain the history including a guy who sells cloth but it seems to us he's more interested in explaining the history than selling cloth, and anyway he seemed to know we're not the buyers of that kind of stuff.Läs mer
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UzbekistanYangiobod39°42’46” N 66°57’5” E
It had to happen at some point

I survived 6 weeks in Africa, without the to be expected problems. Suffice to say this exemplary record is over. Shame it's in Samarkand, but I did see the best bits yesterday, and according to Flo, the tour guide was really useless. Worse, he cheated where he could. ( See Florence's blog when she catches up.
Sleep and Coca-Cola seem to be doing the trick, if a little slowly.
The host offered rather scary looking medicine, which I think I will take a pass on. Large yellow things ( drinks?) and black pills. I thought only Africa and South America had witch Drs.
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UzbekistanBukhara39°46’3” N 64°25’23” E
Bukhara

We spend a quiet morning in our hotel, whilst the kids do some studies. “When is the train?” “It’s the same time as when you asked yesterday!” We travel again using they excellent high-speed train.
We arrive in Bukhara around 1pm. We are staying at a nice little hotel on the edge of the old city. It's hot, really hot, so we decide to rest for the afternoon and head out to explore around 5 pm. There are similarities and differences to Samarkand. Undoubtedly, the finest single place is Registan in Samarkand, but the most intact area is the old city of Bukhara. It has multiple madrasas, markets, and mosques all in the single old city from the era 1100 to 1500 when the city was at the peak of its grandeur and power. It also has a walled older city, fortress, right next door that dates from around the year zero. Both are remarkably well preserved / restored.
I am still a little shaky with stomach troubles, and so I borrow some photos from Flo here to show some of the madrassas and markets.
We end the day at a nice restaurant with local food. It's very relaxing with the beautiful surroundings of the old city.Läs mer
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UzbekistanBukhara39°46’3” N 64°25’23” E
Bukhara day 2

I had asked the previous day for a guide so that we could understand more of the history. Strangely, the hotel had offered a guide for $30, but when I said yes, they did not respond, so at breakfast, I asked again via WhatsApp. He calls Flo and says the price is $50, so we say no, but surprisingly, he does not reduce his price. Not to worry , we are pretty sure we will find one ourselves, and we do at the tourist office. Flo uses her poker face to get the price down from $80 to $30. It's funny to watch at in the small cubicle we pay the tourist office lady at the front, and she pays the guide at the back door. How much she took is unclear. For reference, a school teacher earns $1.5 an hour, so a guide for what is $10 per hour is large enough to allow for a “tip” to the tourist office lady.
At the hotel, we have the usual story that the credit card machine does not work, which for once, and so far only once, seems to be true. However, on top of that, they want to be paid for a cup. Nora accidently broke at breakfast, so I refuse, saying that is not normal. (In fact, this never happened to me before in my many travels) He wants 30,000 Soum, which may be only $3, but for him, that is 3 hours pay. I continue to refuse and ask for a receipt for our room payments. It’s the 3rd time I ask. Nothing forthcoming, so I tell him, OK lets ask the tourist police, who have a little office almost next door, what they say. The policeman comes, and no idea what he said, but all the problems disappear, the receipt is produced, and later as we leave we are driven to the trains station by the owner who apologises profusely and profoundly in person, and insists on carrying our bags all the way to the train door.
The guide does show us things we would have missed , such as the oldest mosque from the 11th century, and he explains quite well who built the numerous madrassas, mosques, and markets. Later, he also takes us to the 2000 year old fortified city and runs through some highlights of the 3 small museums inside. At 1440, we say we need to leave to the train station. He talks to another tourist as we head off. We fully expect him to catch up, but he never does. Quite why , we do not know.
We travel back to Tashkent at 4 pm with the normal, not the fast train, because it was sold out long ago. So the journey is 6.5 hours, as opposed to 4 hours, but the train is modern and comfortable, our only problem is we are almost out of local cash and so we share 3 microwaved hamburgers for our evening meal.Läs mer

ResenärSounds quite chaotic actually. interesting that things worked out all ok with the tourist police. Microwave hamburgers though.... no thank you...
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KazakstanGornyy Gigant43°14’11” N 76°56’45” E
Almaty Kazachstan

After a night in the Ak Saray hotel in Tashkent and an excellent breakfast, we head off to the airport. 1st Stop Almaty Kazakhstan. Had to again explain to the reception that the credit card machine does not work unless you switch it on 😉. Check-in takes a while as we have to fill out Covid declarations for all of us for India. (We fly to India with a 1 night stopover in Almaty Kazakhstan). I make that 60 pages we have filled out to be able to enter India (the online forms do not allow simple copy/paste or copying data from one passenger to another), and I expect some more when we actually arrive. Questions included the occupation of my (dead) father and occupation of my (dead) mother. Notes stated the question had to be answered even if they were dead. I had to choose a religion from a list of six or seven choices. None was not an option, and several religions seemed to be missing, and so on….
Kazakhstan has for our family only existed as the caricature Borat (Sasha Baron Cohen). That means a picture of a largely underdeveloped agricultural country with male dominated social standards. His films show Kazakhstan as small villages with small basic houses and horse and cart transport. Well, although we love Borat, because his actual purpose is to tease out bias and racism in the US and Europe, I have to say a side effect is a totally unfair characterisation of Kazakhstan and its people. I suppose there is some basis for the caricatures, but what we see in the capital Almaty could hardly be more different. It’s a well-developed city, with broad tree lined streets and a magnificent backdrop of the Himalayas. The city sits at the northern end of a flat plain, making the steep rise of the mountains all the more dramatic. What is striking is just how green the city is. The streets in typical Soviet style are wide (4 lanes or more) and so despite a large number of cars there is little congestion, but unlike Moscow, Tashkent or other cities (nearly) all streets are tree lined, giving the city a pleasant feel.
We are only in transit for less than a day, so we have the late afternoon in Almaty to explore a little bit and have some food. We take a Taxi the 20 minutes into the city for $4, and we explore the pedestrian area, the green market, some older landmarks and a revolution and war memorial, before we go to eat.
The pedestrian area is the 1st one we have seen in 7 weeks, (though maybe we missed some in Israel), and it gives the centre a pleasant, unstressed feel, as we don’t have to dodge cars, rickshaws and motor bikes, and of course it reduces noise and pollution. It was all obvious and normal to us Europeans, but somehow striking after we missed it for two months.
The green market really is a big market, with a huge floor space and two levels. It would be more aptly named green and red market, as the 2nd floor is mainly a meat market. The smell is for our European noses that are used to highly sanitised environments rather unpleasant, but the kids get to see I think for the 1st time all the parts of sheep, cattle and horses on 1000m2 of market floor. Much more pleasant is the 1st floor, which is a fruit and vegetable market. As we leave the Nora asks for strawberries, so I give her 1000 KST ($2), and say she should see how much she gets. Result 1.5 kg 😊. So the kids stuff their faces on fresh, naturally ripened strawberries.
We stroll through a park with the revolution and war memorial, which is in classic soviet style. It is an almost comical mix of massive cartoons like tough soldiers and a much more tasteful eternal flame, which might be a remembrance of the fallen soldiers.
Around 7:30pm we go for food, we don’t know what the restaurants offer, nothing in English, as there are so few tourists, but luckily the one we choose has some pictures and Flo gets google translate working on her phone. The result is a delicious meal of dumplings, grilled vegetables, kebab on a plate, and a very special dark toasted garlic bread. All washed down with a rather good local lager. Cost for all 6 of us around $40. The restaurant arranges a taxi back for the unbelievably low price of $2.Läs mer
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IndienDelhi28°39’15” N 77°14’14” E
Dehli: Arrival and Hotel Scams

Up bright and early at 5:30 am for our flight to Delhi. Our bags are already checked through, and we have our boarding cards, so this should be simple, right? Well, not really. Kazakhstan’s border officials are really old style thorough. You must step up, one by one, no two adults together, photo taken. Passport inspected thoroughly in normal and UV light, passport corners inspected for damage or manipulation, etc. So passport control is sloooow, but thankfully, the ques are not too long. Bags are scanned twice, and boarding passes are checked multiple times. Finally, at 0645, we board Air Astana, and the flight is a pleasant 3 hours with great service.
I forgot to mention that whilst boarding the aeroplane, we are again treated with a great view of the Himalayas, and we see them too as we later fly over Eastern Pakistan.
Side Note: This is our 10th flight in Africa & Asia, and the experiences are all exceptional compared to Europe. Not a single cancellation or delay. Boarding on time, no bags lost. Good food and well train flight staff. All that from airlines most will never have heard of, such as Rwandair, Airlink, Air Astana, Uzbek Airways, and the maybe better known Air Egypt and Ethiopian Airways Nowadays, all fly the latest versions of Boeing or Airbus jet aircraft, gone are the days of old Soviet planes and ex-Soviet Airforce pilots. As far as I could tell, most pilots were local, and quite a number were women, so more small improvements for local people.
Drum roll…..and now for….India!
We have warned the children that India will be different. The ex-Soviet countries we have just visited are calm and spacious, and there are few hassles or risks. Let’s see how this goes…
Arrival at the airport, slow and bureaucratic as we expected, with a new loop to jump through at passport control, boarding passes, please. Flo has 5, and I don't have mine. There is no point in asking why, but we get through by handing him the same boarding pass twice. Getting cash, not a big problem, but the max amount is very low, getting a SIM card, easy, but it will be activated at 8pm (this turns out to be a big problem).
We find the pre-booked driver and head off, no apparent problems. 45 min drive, we "arrive," but the hotel name is wrong. "Ah sir, we are part of the same group, and the other hotel is full, and we have a better room for you here." Sounds, of course, suspicious, so we say we want to be taken to the Hotel Aira that we booked. So, after a bit of toing and froing we go to the Aira. That also looks a bit questionable and not like the photos on booking.com. Similar yes, but there are windows in a place where on Bookings there are none. It's all so dubious that we decide to cancel and look for another place. We find for the same price, the Ritz (Delhi). Of course, it's not the Ritz [Carlton Chain], but it turns out to be quite decent, and we get 2 of the 3 executive rooms. Before we congratulate ourselves too much, let's wait till tomorrow to see what surprises this hotel might bring.Läs mer
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IndienConnaught Place28°37’35” N 77°12’54” E
Touk Touk Delhi

The Ritz hotel turns out to be quite nice, feels safe, and the food is very good, so cancelling the other one and moving here for the same price was a good move. Later we realise its walking distance to the main station from the Ritz, so even better.
It's Sunday, and it seems that in central Delhi, most shops are closed, and it turns out that so is the clothes market we planned to visit to fill some gaps in the kids' sets of clothes. Indians are however ever helpful with shopping suggestions, (often because they get a kickback), but in this case it seems mostly to be genuine friendly help, and so we find a clothes shop that is open. It sells itself as a market, but in fact it’s a shop with multiple rooms. Lennox manages to buy a nice long blue patterned shirt, Nora gets a classic orange top, and Oscar gets his trousers repaired, but Lola goes empty-handed at this point.
We then take a touk touk for a quick tour of New Delhi: India Gate, Presidents House, Parliament, and then an old Mogul well, which dates from the 14th century. I think the main highlight was actually the drive of all 6 of us in the touk touk.
In the evening we ate at the hotel, as we did every night in Delhi. A mix of curries, breads, and rice dishes.Läs mer
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IndienSultānpur28°31’28” N 77°22’16” E
Noida Educational Academy

Monday morning, it’s time for school. But for a change it’s Indian school! With the help of Bernard and his contacts at Initiative for Change, we all have the opportunity to visit an Indian school. (Probably later in Nagaland we will visit more). We head off to the school, which is a suburb called Noida. 10 years ago it was a village, soon it will have a population of 250,000. They have built 25 high rises with apartments, and more are sprouting up. There are large commercial centres. The school was started 20 years ago, Noida Educational Academy, or NEA for short. This is an English school. It’s in the old village, and so it's surrounded by chaos. Loud streets with a huge amount of activity. In Europe, we have loud streets, but we don’t have the Indian smells and hazards. I step in a cow-shit and spend the next few minutes trying to scrape it off before we get to the school. (Seems to be successful, as there is no trace on the school doormat).
The welcome at the school is simply off the scale of anything I have experienced before. I have had the CEO’s driver pick me up in Milan, a flag put up in my honour, invites to the private dining room of the company President, etc, but all of that is courtesy, not a genuine warm welcome. The school leader (not sure of his title) is Guruprem. He is an incredible character. He lives his philosophy of seeing and bringing out the best in people. He has developed a school culture that takes the best practices abroad, e.g., Finland, and adapts them to Indian culture. Back to the welcome, we start in the Chairman’s office with tea, water, coconuts, and cakes. The chairman, a supreme court judge, pops in to say hello. Then we move to the school hall , where we are all given a bindi (red mark on the forehead) and flower garlands. The hall is full with 2? 4? Classes of 5 and 6 year olds. We are invited to sit down on a couch, and we listen to a story told by the teachers with the aid of puppets. They tell the story 1st in Hindi, and the in English. This in itself is amazing, but it's followed by lots of dancing, where we and the children are invited to join in. The teachers show the children how to do the quirky Indian moves.
Next, we visit a maths class, where they are learning how to use an abacus. I'm not sure about the age, but they are able to add and subtract up to 5 figures. They talk about concepts, so I guess they are possibly aged 9 or 10. 2nd lesson from a different teacher is an introduction to fractions. The two teachers really are exemplary in bringing maths to life and engaging the students.
Finally at the school we have a show from the 15 and 16 year olds telling the story of the god Rama. It’s a strange mix of verbal storytelling, miming to playback music, acting, and dancing. It's certainly local culture and not pseudo American or English. I am most impressed by a young girl/woman dancer who really dances well and makes anyone see just how much skill is involved in certain dances.
We take photos as do the school kids, and they are all shared on WhatsApp. Florence has posted lots of these on her blog.
The hospitality is not finished. The children are given books and other things as gifts, and Florence and I receive a book and two mandalas. All very nice. All not needed, so to speak, what did we do to deserve this? But still it fits with the wonderful atmosphere and it's very nice.
It's still not finished, next up, lunch, and what a lunch. A large mix of Indian starters, mostly cooked on an in-table grill, and then a buffet of main courses and a buffet of desserts. Delicious.
No words can really describe the experience of this visit.
Florence had managed to smile throughout and be engaging, whilst hiding the fact that she was not feeling that good. Amazing job! So when we get back to the hotel, she and Nora take a long nap, and as has been the case on previous days we eat at the hotel, though Flo, thinks better than eat the Raita she ordered, after she sees it and thinks, hmm that yogurt could be dodgy.
All to bed early, even me at 2200 for an early start. We have the train to Amritsar at 07:20.Läs mer
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IndienAmritsar31°38’7” N 74°52’7” E
Delhi to Amritsar

Up at 0600 for our train to Amritsar that leaves at 0720. I had checked how long it took to the train station, just 6 minutes by foot, and checked the security, only minor queues. So what could go wrong? Well, it's not wrong, but baffling is the station announcement board. It's an old style large board. It runs slowly in English and Hindi through all the morning trains. Finally we see our train. It says “D01”. Ok, but what does that mean? We ask some people who seem to have no clue, so we pass through the security in a couple of minutes. We are on platform 1. I open the app to see if it tells us more, and some lady tells us to find the train number. But shit the app won’t work. (It worked OK, even with a poor signal in Namibia), but here in the main train station in Delhi, it doesn’t!). So I look up emails and find a train number. A helpful porter takes us to platform 5. Now the app works again. Which carriage? E2. This train does not look right, so I show the porter the train number again. Ah, that is platform 1! (where we started). So we all traipse back to platform one and get on our train, in the right carriage, and in the right seats.
I knew you could order food on Indian trains, but I did not know you could also have breakfast, lunch, or dinner at your seat. We were in the process of ordering lunch via the app, when a steward asks us if we want breakfast, but that is 175Rupees extra each (€2.20). Hmm, maybe not a bad idea for the kids, so we ordered 4. We will try the app for food later. That has a huge variety on offer. It works, such that provided you order an hour in advance, the food will be brought to you at the next train stop. You can order up to 1000Rupee (€13) and pay cash. In India you get a lot of food for that amount. Roughly enough for 3 or 4 people.
The train is perfectly OK , even if the description 1st class is a stretch. We arrive 30 mins late, mostly because just before arrival, the train stops and doesn't move for nearly 20 minutes.
We meet our pre-arranged driver, Manpreep, without a problem despite his description being a bit vague, "red turban under the flag of India." Two problems (1) There are two flags (2) Red turbans are rather common in Punjab. Nevertheless, with Whatsapp, we find Manpreet. Big surprise, he does not have a car, he has a touk touk, but it's adapted with two rows of seats and a roof rack for luggage. With our luggage, we all fit.
Later, it's clear that a touk touk made sense since cars aren't allowed in the narrow streets of the old city. 25-minute ride cost $4. Not bad.
Our hotel is called Heaven View, because if we were 15m tall, we would have a good view of heaven ( the golden temple). At least it's correct that we are really close to the temple. Certainly less than 100m.Läs mer

ResenärHalf an hour late for a train seems almost on time! Was the train any good, do you get to see much? Were you in the top class or is there some ultra luxury class on top of that all?

EzyianThis was the top class of train, so not brilliant, not very fast, but good aircon. The kids found the food ok. By 2025 India will have one high speed train between Mumbai and Hyderabad as a "demo". Main problem with the trains and planes is they are all sold out weeks in advance, at least for a group of 6. Same problem as Uzbechistan. There are a pathetically small number of trains each day Amritsar to Dehli or any other main route. Usually just 3 or 4 per day! I guess old lines/systems/trains can't handle more

Resenärooof, that sounds like a major pain if everything is sold out so early... how much do the tickets cost btw?
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IndienJallianwala Bagh31°37’10” N 74°52’47” E
Remebering a shameful colonial massacre

The Jallian Wala Barg is one of the most disgraceful massacres of the British Empire. Of course, all massacres are disgraceful, but some have a perverse logic. What general Dyer did in Amritsar in 1919 defies any logic. It was unprovoked mass murder. The park that was used then by thousands to celebrate a religious festival is now a memorial park. There is still the well where 120 bodies were found. There are still walls with many bullet holes in them. It’s a sombre, tasteful place of remembrance. What did Dyer and his troops do? He had issued a blanket ban on protests in the region, in part to prevent Ghandi from coming. In the Jallan Walla Barg, the locals congregated to for a religious festival, but Dyer classified this as protest. He marched his soldiers into the park and ordered them to fire until their ammunition was used up. Panic ensued, and an untold number died. At least a 1000, possibly more. A rare thing in those days, even the British Empire found Dyer had gone too far, but gave him a very light punishment. He was only relieved of his position and banned from further employment in India. However the massacre did have some impact in that, afterwards the use of force was to be a last resort and new approaches to dealing with protests were implemented, but there were situations where the British felt pressured and they went back to shooting without reason.
In the last two months, we have seen so many terrible examples of colonialism in Africa, and now in India. If I am not mistaken, none of this is taught to children in England. Instead, they "teach" that Britain was the good guy against Napoleon, WWI, and Hitler . On its own ok, but totally lacking balance.Läs mer

ResenärI can tell you that the only hint of colonialism we get at school in the UK is a mild admission of involvement in the space trade, and even then it is fairly US centric and talks a lot about how the UK abolished the trade. Zero mention really of the colonies in any great detail, but hey ho, at least we know about Henry VIII!
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IndienGolden Temple31°37’11” N 74°52’36” E
Amritsar and the Golden Temple

The golden temple in Amritsar is something that I wanted to visit way back in the late 1980s, but I couldn’t. Way back then, it was the epicentre of a political crisis that shook India and has had consequences ever since. In the early 80s, there was a movement for a quasi-independent Punjab. I'm not fully independent, I guess because it wanted to be covered by India’s security. That said, the politics got out of control with an armed Sikh insurgency, which the Indian government clamped down on. In the end, the leaders of the insurgency sought sanctuary in the golden temple in Amritsar. The Indian government hesitated but eventually went in after the insurgents, killing its leader. That seemed to be the end of it, a bit far from it, when a few months later, two Sikh guards of the Indian Prime Minister, Indira Ghandi, killed her. That led to an eruption of violence against Sikhs across India, with a huge number of deaths. I haven’t followed what has happened in the intervening period, but in our visit today, that violence and those tensions appear to be part of a distant past.
We had briefly visited the temple the night before, but today, we wanted to understand more of the history and the religion, so I asked the hotel for a guide. The front desk guy seemed baffled. Unusual , as a white guy asking for a guide, is a great business opportunity. However Sikhs are different. He tells me to go to the main entrance and get a guide who works for the temple for free! So we walk around to the front gate, Flo and I go into the information office, and we are greeted warmly by a big guy in a yellow turban. How many are you, he asks? Go deposit all your shoes and bring them in. So we do, and return. He then gets someone to bring us each a bottle of water, and each a tea. He then asks if we have any questions. So we go through a long list of questions. (I thought this was for him to win time to find a guide ), but in fact, our guide was sitting next to us the whole time. So it remains unclear why we spent 30 mins in the office before setting off, but it was informative, and in the temple it’s a bit loud, so maybe that was a good move on his part.
Once in the guide, explain the 5 sins that Sikhs seek to counter. Ego, lust, anger, avarice, greed. He also explained the 5 duties they have; to come your hair twice a day, which is symbolic for cleansing your mind. Never to cut your hair so that you remain natural. To cover your head as a sign of respect of god, your parents, your grand parents and your wife’s parents, to wear long trousers, I missed exactly why, and to carry a dagger to protect yourself should all your good efforts fail due to another. Self-defence only!
We then visit the perimeter of the temple. It is not a place for religious study. The colleges are elsewhere in the city. It is a place of worship and cleansing. It is also a place of charity since it offers free meals 24 x 7 to anyone. There are 10 Sikh masters in the initial phase of the religion that started around 1400 as a counter to the Hindi region’s caste system. The golden temple was conceived by the 4th master, largely built by the 5th and opened by the 6th. Each day is the same, one of the gurus opens the sacred text in the golden temple, and a group of singers chant prayers all day, whilst believers file by, and then drink holy water and consume some food.
Anyone can join in, the temple is open to everyone, and we feel very warmly welcomed. Oh, I almost forgot to say that we are continually asked by local people if they can take our picture, alone and with them. There are young people, old people, babies, and whole families. I asked the guide what was behind it, but he didn’t have a real answer. It was, however, pleasant. I was even interviewed on TV, and I had no idea what station, but I had nice things to say.
One highlight of the visit was to go to the kitchen and the restaurant. “100,000 are fed each weekday, double at the weekend”. The food is prepared, cooked, and served by volunteers. The pots are truly enormous, the halls for eating likewise, and there is a huge joint effort too in the washing up area. Incredible. All voluntary and all free, and always open for anyone.
We did not eat there today because Lola felt unwell, but let's see tomorrow.
Last but not least, we visited the Golden Temple itself. “How long is the queue?” “Oh usually 1.5 hours, longer at weekends”, but if you have a guide, it's only about 30 minutes, and if you have a baby, you don’t wait at all. There is a long wide queue for men, but we are put in the women’s queue, where maybe one in 50, like me, is actually male. There are far fewer in this queue, and it's far more orderly. On the other sides there are guards to ensure order and hold the men back.
Once in the temple, there are really three aspects. First in the main hall, there are musicians and singers, who chant all day without pause. The music and signing seem to fit well with the surroundings. Separately, there are a couple of rooms where gurus sit,and look over the sacred texts, and lastly, there is a 2nd, and even a 3rd floor where very few seem to venture. I have no idea why they wait so long, but do not explore the upper part of the building. The temple is impressive, but it's small, and the gold is not as impressive as I would have thought (probably because it’s a gold and copper alloy). Nevertheless, visiting the whole complex is a unique experience, and the people are incredibly nice. It's also great to see a religion that practices as it preaches and looks after the poor. “Nobody should be hungry in Amritsar, and indeed in all our temples worldwide we offer food to anyone in need”Läs mer
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IndienGolden Temple31°37’11” N 74°52’35” E
Post office, Golden Temple, Dishes

Today was quite a quiet day, for most of the day. The main event in the afternoon was visiting the post office to send two parcels back home. One of the presents we had received and second some heavier things we had packed, but we realised we did not need it. This turned into a long, complicated process. The office will pack a parcel for $1, and they do it well, but this takes two people about half an hour. Then they do the customs declarations, then you pay, then they attach the customs declarations. Total time a bit more than an hour. If you come at lunchtime, this could take 1.5 hours as the staff are allowed to drop tools for half an hour, and restart where they stopped, states a large poster on the wall.
The children studied and rested, as 3 of the 4 are not feeling 100%. Oscar is the only one fully fit.
That said, we did venture out in the early evening for a look at the golden temple at night and to partake in dinner at the huge free restaurant.
The atmosphere in the temple is similar in the early evening as it is during daylight. There are still lots of people, maybe 20% less than midday, and there is still the omnipresent singing and music. However, it seems fitting and adds to the experience. The golden temple itself is visually more prominent because it is lit up with strong lights, and it is reflected in the water.
We are not sure if we should eat at the temple, and Lennox and Lola don’t want to eat there as they feel a bit rough, but we go ahead, and I think even for them the visit to the restaurant was an amazing experience. The restaurant might be the largest in the world. It feeds 100,000 per weekday and 200,000 at weekends. Anyone can eat there for free, from anywhere, any religion, or none. Every 30 minutes, there is a sitting. As we enter, I get asked the usual question, “Where are you from?”, and then after I answer comes a very warm welcome. We queued for maybe 10 minutes, then we were in, and then sat like everyone in the long rows of mats on the floor. On the way in, we get a metal plate, a bowl, and a spoon. The plate is formed to hold 4 separate dishes. Food is prepared, cooked, and served, and the hall and dishes are cleaned by volunteers. The volunteer servers carry buckets full of daal, vegetarian curry rice, and sweet rice. All served with large serving spoons. Other volunteers hand out chapttis, and pour water from massive kettles or water drums. After about 25 minutes someone announces we should finish eating and take our plates back. We are about the last, but we finish more or less and take our plates out.
We brought our plates to the start of the cleaning. A massive human chain of more than 100 volunteers. The first step is to remove any uneaten food. See the video, as this is done with remarkable speed. After that, the plates go through multiple washing and rinsing stations. Each station has about 12 people. We looked at this in amazement, and then first, I, then, Nora, then all of us are invited to join in. We are allocated to the 1st station, a rinsing station. So we join in, and actually, it's quite fun, rinsing innumerable plates and bowls for 20 minutes more. All the Sikhs seem happy we are there. What an amazing experience. The photos and videos, don’t do it justice.Läs mer
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IndienMahāli30°44’28” N 76°42’57” E
Lennox ER, Hospital OK Now

The dirt and grime finally caught up with us, and in particular with Lennox. He really got the short end of the stick. He had 40C fever and dysentery, and he was throwing up, and it the fever did not respond to paracetamol, so we decided he should see a doctor. By coincidence, where we were in Chandigarh was opposite a hospital, and they saw him right away. However, he did not get better during the day and so Flo took him again to the hospital and put him on an intravenous drip and kept him in. Now, the day after, we have seen the Dr several times, and he thinks he needs at least 2 days rest . In any case, he is on a drip for hydration, electrolytes, and twice a day anti-biotics Lennox is definitely getting slowly better, and the fever and vomiting have stopped. The dysentery is more like good old diarrhoea now.
There is a super parallel story here. More than anything in India, we have been amazed at the generosity of the welcome and support we have received, and I used correctly hyperbole to describe that in Noida and in Amritsar, but here the hotel manager has taken that to even higher heights. He helped with the initial ER by sending with me a staff member, who rapidly swept through the bureaucracy to the Dr. In the evening and day that followed, his efforts were truly remarkable. He took Flo and Lennox in the evening to the hospital around 2100, and he again navigated the hospital bureaucracy and gently but firmly made sure that Lennox was treated. There is a lot more, but I think saying he stayed till 3am and was back helping us the next morning gives an idea of his incredible support, and that extended beyond the hospital. He extended our stay in the hotel, even though it was on Booking.com full, and he offered us free breakfast and help with laundry, etc. Jaimin is the name of this incredible guy. How can we possibly thank him enough. I will certainly try to make sure the hotel owners get wonderful feedback, and I have learned it would be good to give him a gift from back home, so maybe we can arrange that, I certainly hope so.Läs mer
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- torsdag 6 oktober 2022
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IndienRāja Māi ka Tālāo26°56’52” N 75°50’24” E
Poisoned and hit by car

Well, every beginner knows a headline should grab attention. All of the above is true but not dramatic.
1st yesterday, I inadvertently poisoned Lola, or at least gave her 4x as much antibiotic as I should have. I misread the dosing info. During the day, she repeatedly threw up, so we called a Dr, and his diagnosis was, " You poisoned her!". Since we reduced the dose, she is getting better.
2nd, I had not walked 50m in Jaipur before a car hit me. Thankfully, at low speed, no damage was done.
After yesterday, everyone seemed to be on the mend at varying speeds. We have the opposite advice here from Europe. Only eat processed foods, drink from Tetrapacks. Luckily, crisps (UK English)/ chips are only 6 centimes a bag, and unlucky for the seller, the price is on the bag . Certainly, it was somewhat more appealing than the hotel breakfast, thar was curry vegetables and penne with curry sauce. Locals seemed to lap it up. it must be normalLäs mer
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IndienTalāiwāli Dhāni26°57’9” N 75°42’38” E
Painting, Riding, Climbing on Elephants

After 5 days with Lennox ill, Flo incapacitated, Lola sick and me sleeping an entire day we finally got out and about.
It took a bit longer than it should have as the google maps route to our target address , turned out to be a backyard in the middle of a poor area, which was inhabited by 5 cows (and their droppings) and an aggressive monkey.
Thank goodness for the apps. In this case, "Ola" is the Indian equivalent of Uber. After another search and putting the new address into Ola, we were pretty soon headed in the right direction.
The direction being an elephant sanctuary that we had previously seen on the BBC. Some may complain about animal rights, but they fail to see that in India and Asia, more generally Elephants are domesticated working animals. The equivalent of complaining about riding on animals would be to complain about horse riding in Europe. Or those who complain about painting on elephants (an age-old tradition here), maybe they should focus on poodle trimming locally first.
When we finally arrived at the right place, it was super interesting. There were many healthy elephants. The children went riding on the elephants, two per elephant, something I have never done, but that I might try sometime soon. Then they fed the elephants, learned how to get on, by working with the elephant and its trunk, and Lola did some lovely painting.
What struck me were two things, firstly how elephants feel. I thought that skin would be like a cheap leather couch or rougher, but actually, it's very soft, very nice to touch. Secondly these animals are so gentle, so careful. They are huge, and they weigh 3,500 kg, but the keepers sit crossed legged on the floor whilst Oscar feeds them because the animals behave calmly, and they don't rush towards a pile of bananas. very majestic.Läs mer
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- lördag 8 oktober 2022
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IndienRambagh26°53’52” N 75°48’42” E
Sick but improving

After Lennox was in hospital and is now fine, we now have Oscar in hospital with the same diagnosis, food poisoning.
We were super aware that India was risky, I knew just how dreadful dysentery is, it's like diarrhea on steroids, but I had had the experience that after being the weakest I had ever been, that I fully recovered with just rehydration drinks in 24 hours. I should not have assumed that was typical, I should not have extrapolated my experience to children. I feel rather guilty and question the wisdom of this part of the trip. The benefit of hindsight.
We all caught it, and whilst the adults recovered in 2 days, the girls were about the same. The boys were so bad they were hospitalized for 4 days, a week apart. Thankfully, it's a fairly standard thing here, so the hospitals have clear procedures and well-defined drug treatments.
I don't know if we are selfish or stupid parents, hopefully not, but for sure we were niave, and our easy time in Africa maybe made us too relaxed.
The staff here are as always lovely, and to some extent, I could be the king of England. I can stay in intensive care for hours. I can sit in the Drs large air conditioned restroom, and I have the directors mobile for anything I want from him. Here, we also come into contact a lot with locals whose children are hospitalized. They wait all day and, in many cases, all night for glimpses of their children. (At night, they sleep in chairs, on benches, and on the floor, and this is a middle class private hospital) The people without exception help out in big ways and small. Lovely people.
Given our experience of the people, it's quite difficult to reconcile with the brutal day to day existences of the poor and the middle class. Why so much chaos, dirt, grime, lack of a social safety net, lack of a drive towards modernity? Is it corruption? Is it Religion? Is it the brain drain to Western countries? Is it politics that endlessly promises, but that seldom delivers? Maybe managing a population of 1.3bn is just too difficult? Whatever it is, it's a shame for all the nice people here.Läs mer

EzyianAll ok or improving. It's quite a stress to see such a little one in hospital 🏥. Initially it's terrible as you don't know when it will get better, and Oscar when he woke was confused. He thought the nurse taking blood samples was Nora hurting him. Now he is properly awake and aware.
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IndienRambagh26°53’49” N 75°48’46” E
A Dr is cheaper than a tour guide

Oscar is thankfully better and out of the hospital . After the head doctor approved the discharge, it only took another 5 hours to navigate the multiple layers of mindless burocracy that is to be found in an Indian hospital I shall spare you the details, but just three snippets. They asked us for the documents they gave us at admission to allow us to leave. We have them at the hotel, but not here. Should we go back and get them? After some thought, the lady says I need them to certify reimbursement. Ah, we say we don't need that, and the lady seems amazed. Where should I send the originals when I have everything? We don't need them. Really?, so she insists she will send us a copy of everything with an official stamp, and since we insist, it will be a pdf. Each step of discharge is sequential, and done so that the Dr can't do his bit until the bill is paid, and the pharmacy can't issue the discharge medications before the Dr has signed, and the nurse can't give the frequency and dose of medicines, until you bring them to her, after buying them by fighting through the crowd at the hospital pharmacy. etc,etc.
The previous day at the Amber palace, a guide had cost 1200 ( $15) rupees for an hour. Today, I had to pay for Oscar's 3 days in hospital, including 3 days of at least 3 doctors, including the head of intensive care. They cost only 2100 ($28) rupees. 7 wrong in this country. In fact, the total bill is about $500 for everything with a bed in the intensive care costing 4000 ($50) rupee per day. I have no idea how that is possible other than very low wages, since the last thing you can say is they are short of staff. They aren't. Remember, this is a private hospital. The state one is overrun and understaffed.Läs mer
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IndienBāgchi27°10’12” N 78°1’52” E
The "Taj"

We were tempted after the illness of Lennox, and more so after the illness of Oscar to quit India for the sake of reducing the risks tour health, but we stuck the course largely because we said we can’t leave India without them seeing the Taj Mahal. So today we spend the entire morning at “The Taj”. There are lots of adjectives one can use to describe it. “Stunning”,” Beautiful”, “Majestic”," and so on, and they are all correct. I can only recommend it if you have never visited to do so. Some of the magic can be conveyed in photos, but really, you need to see it in person to understand why so many are awed by it.Läs mer
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IndienDelhi28°39’15” N 77°14’14” E
The city of Agra - Religous legacy

Today, we toured a little around Agra. 1st, a Hindu temple, then we viewed the Taj Mahal from the opposite side of the river, and finally, we visited the Red Fort and its multiple Mogul palaces.
The Hindu temple we visited in the centre of Agra is nothing like a temple of Christians, Jews or Muslims. It's stuck amongst other buildings. Its outer form is not discernible, if it has any. Inside, there are multiple rooms, at different levels, with a wide range of gods in various niches. We learn that there are about 35,000 gods or to be more precise, 35,000 Jesuses in Hinduism. One god, but there are that large number that work for him. They take all shapes and forms, human, animal, half and half, mixed animal forms, and ones that are abstract. See the photos for a range of examples. There is also a structure for candles, not unlike some in the Catholic church, and there is a hall, where a guru is leading a chant, accompanied by simple music from hand cymbals. People join in the chant, they donate flowers that are used to adorn the gods, and they donate money. Most of the “priests” sit next to one or other statue, and offer a red tika on the forehead to those who approach them. I am not sure what to make of it all. Most religions seem to have been dragged towards modernity, but from what I can tell, Hinduism is not on a modern path. It also appears to be intolerant. We asked our driver if a statue was of Akbar, and he responded that it was not, and in any case, that would not be possible because there are no statues of Muslims. That in city that thrives, by Indian standards, due to its Muslim heritage (Taj Mahal, Red Fort & Palaces, Baby Taj, etc.).
The next stop was to see the Taj Mahal from across the river. It’s a beautiful spot, and the government has invested in a large car park and a nice park. Both are entirely empty, Going there and back we pass a total of 4 Europeans, but otherwise there is nobody, Very strange, as is the lack of a boat to go along, or across the river. It may be due to a lack of European tourists after Covid and that the local tourists who mainly come from Southern India do not know the new facilities exist.
The third and longest stop was a visit to the Red Fort, which is a 2.7km long walled city, which has inside 13 Mogul palaces and large barracks of the Indian army. After a lot of haggling, Flo hires a French speaking guide, who luckily is good and enthusiastic, (We almost did not hire him because his selling was for my taste too aggressive) He explained well the architecture, the design, and the set of various Mogul courts, The children were most interested in the horrible tradition that when a man died , his wife would be cremated with him. At the end, the guide also explained how nowadays there is still arranged marriage and that he , guessed age 35, had an arranged marriage. He explained the difference between how boys are welcomed into the family and girls often less so, or not at all. That is why pre-natal ultrasound scans are banned in India.
All in all, a very interesting day, with some great insights into culture that are, in my view, part of the reason that India is so slow to modernise.Läs mer

ResenärSounds like an interesting day! Everyone recovered now? The law about ultrasounds is news to me, would be interesting to know more about it. How long are you there for?

EzyianNo idea when the ultrasound was introduced, but the bias against girls is huge especially in the countryside. Boys births are celebrated, girls less, not at all or worse
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IndienKāmrūp26°6’49” N 91°42’10” E
Agra to Guwahati

Today, we cross a large part of India from Agra via Delhi to Guwahati. Guwahati is the capital of Assam, famous for its tea, and its Buddhist temple from the 3rd century BC.I am not sure we see much there because this is just a stopover on our way to Nagaland
Since the train starts at 10 am we have time for breakfast. Indian breakfast takes a bit of getting used to, but today, I have no qualms about enjoying my baked beans, curry, and rice, accompanied by papaya with mango juice and tea. A totally weird mix but rather tasty, and as in most Indian hotels its included in the price, (Here a room costs $36 for three people, for comparison in Kenya, breakfast alone would be $10-20 each).
The train journey is uneventful, probably our last in India. In the second class, air conditioned our seats are large enough that 4 comfortably seats all sic of us and store our baggage. That is because most Indian trains have berths, where you can sleep, rather than seats. Just as well because the computer allocated us a mad selection of seats. So despite that we can all sit together.Läs mer

ResenärIs there really nowhere in Kenya where you can stay for a reasonable price, or is tourism that ultra focused on high end travellers? only second class train, how basic!

EzyianI assume you mean India not Kenya. There is no comparison between classes in India and Europe. For example there are at least 3 types of 2nd class

EzyianThere is then 3rd class air conditioned which is quite ok and then below that sleeper class and general class. Travel is nit at all only high end. Trains are very cheap but except on Dehli- Agra, there are very few trains . Mid rage hotels cost $20-40 per room you can go lower but then the ac probably does not work, the water will be cold, and the bed sheets and floor nay not be ckean

ResenärNo, I mean Kenya. India prices sound like what I would expect in India, but the prices you talk about everything in Africa are crazy high!

Resenärsounds ok... I suspect even general class is not much worse than your average British train!

Ezyianyou will hopefully never travel any distance in General or Sleeper class. Hot, filthy, overcrowded. High risk of theft, etc

EzyianIn Kenya Safari is expensive no matter how you shape it, unless you have say a group if 3 or 4 to optimize travel and hotel/ camp costs. A car in the oak cost $150, and entrance $75 per person

EzyianA camp probably costs $100-200 per night for 2 people. You can get cheaply to 50km from the parks, but the last 50km you probably need a taxi. In Nairobi you don't want to stay in a cheap hotel ( very risky). The only inexpensive and safe options are near the airport. in town a room in Westlands, the safe area will cist $80-100
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IndienKhonoma25°39’35” N 94°1’9” E
Nagaland - untainted tropical heaven

Nagaland is not a place in a Disney film or a country in Lord of the Rings. It's a real place in North East India, which borders on Myanmar. Its population appears to have come from China, around the time that the Great Wall of China was being built. Since that time and until Christianity took over from a worship of nature in the 20th century, the locals were headhunters. The last headhunters were still around in the 1950s. At the time of Indian independence, the Nagas declared independence, but the new Indian government took over. Since then, relations with the Indian government have been strained, although Keja, our local guide, says the situation is much better in the last 20 years. Nevertheless, there is still a heavy army presence, and the US government advises against travelling here.
When we arrived at the airport we had to register as foreigners. Of note was we were the 1st foreigners since May!!!
Today, we went out for two walks.
1st into the valley below the village where we stay where we learned how they grow rice, and we saw where a large variety of wild herbs and fruits grow. Nora even took a sniff at what the Jamaicans would call "[h]erb:
2nd, we went upwards to visit and walk alongside a huge area of natural tropical forest. ( We don't walk inside, as there are too many leeches )
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IndienKhonoma25°39’42” N 94°1’18” E
The Rice Harvest and Eating Bugs

A pleasant, quiet day, if you exclude what's on the menu this evening.
In the morning we toured the village where we are staying. It's striking that in these 2000 people, everyone knows everyone, and for our guide, he calls many of them auntie or uncle. This is definitely a very closely knit community . For example, when they are growing up, year groups are formed, and so all of a similar age meet from time to time and work on projects for the benefit of the community . Their projects are substantia, for example, community halls, and helping school dropouts learn a trade.
After the village tour, we had a really fun visit to the paddy fields, where the harvest started. We all had a go at cutting the rice bushels and then later threshing out the grains. We loved it, and it seemed the locals did too.
In the afternoon, the kids went hunting for edible insects such as bees, grasshoppers, praying mantis, and little frogs. Now they are cooking them. I think I will stick to my usual vegi curry. Apparently, insects are non-vegetarian.
Epilog. It turns out fried grasshoppers are quite tasty, as is a chutney made with bees, so maybe insects will be the next culinary fashion.Läs mer
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- tisdag 18 oktober 2022
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IndienKohima25°40’53” N 94°6’35” E
Kohima - Battle & Market

Today was a day of stark contrasts. We went from the village where we are staying (Konoma) to the local town of Kohima. It was there that the decisive battle of the 2nd world war took place between the Japanese and the allies. After the Japanese lost at Kohima, they never recovered. Given how hilly it is and how steep the valleys are, it's difficult to imagine a battle here, but a visit to the war graves assures us that something big and terrible happened here. The death toll was about 4,000 on the allied side and much more on the Japanese side because they had poor supplies of food, and many starved to death. The war graves are quite moving because the soldiers are so young, mostly in the range 20-30, but the youngest being only 16. For me, an added emotional reaction came from reading the names of many Scottish soldiers and trying to imagine how the families felt when they learned their sons had died so far away. The epitaph says rightly that they gave up their today so that we could have a future. Sad, incomprehensible, moving. I should not forget to say that at that time, there was still the British Empire, and so there are many Indian and Nepali soldiers buried or cremated there too.
After that visit to remember the horrors of the past, the day turned to much lighter and fun activities. We visited the local museum and a place where the regional tribes each year have the hornbill festival. The festival site has a house build in the particular style of each tribe. Both these visits were interesting if somewhat underwhelming because we had seen a lot in real life in Konoma.
The real fun part of the day was to visit the local fruit, veg, insects, and small live animals market. The market is quite small but has some really exclusive produce such as silk worms, redworms, hornet larvae, hornets, small frogs, big frogs, live eels, mice, guinea pigs etc. The kids bought everything on that list except the frogs, the eels, and the guinea pigs. Later, they feasted on them, and apparently, the red worms are the best of that assortment. I deferred and ate some veggie pakora and mushroom curry. There was one exception, Lola had bought a live mouse, but after she gave it a name and was building an emotional attachment to it, I convinced her to let it go rather than kill it. (Driven by bad memories of my own animal killings on my grandparents' farm when I was about the same age).Läs mer
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IndienKhonoma25°39’18” N 94°1’23” E
Scavenging Bugs, Crabs and wild Veg

The 2nd last day was quiet, with the kids spending up to 10 hours doing home schooling. I, for my part, spent the day re-planning our next steps, as we had seen the weather forecast for Thai beaches was terrible, namely clouds and rain every day. So now we have a very different plan, and we will travel from Bangkok to Northern Laos, then make our way back overland to Bangkok. In two weeks, we plan to stay in three places as bases for further explorations. We did go out a little bit in the village. I, for my part, was very lazy and stopped just a few meters away to watch a game of volleyball. The standard of play was very good, even if the pitch was not quite like the world championship one in Gstaad.
Our final full day in Konoma was given over to a long walk to catch spiders and fresh water crabs for consumption at dinner, at least for the adventurous foodies, not me. The kids have become skilled in spider catching. The crabs were mostly caught by Keja, our guide, and he also found wild green leaf plants and nuts to serve with the food.
On the way back, we briefly stopped at a local primary school, where Oscar sat on the school bank. The maths books they used looked not dissimilar to the ones used by Lola. The tiny size and the rudimentary nature of the school banks were quite striking.Läs mer
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IndienKolkata Airport22°38’27” N 88°26’26” E
Reflections on India

These are my reflections two days after leaving India. I appreciate hearing alternative views and feedback, and I apologize if anyone takes offence as none is intended.
India is magnificent, India is dreadful, India is exciting, India is scary, India is diverse, India is intolerant. A place of contrasts and unlike some other developing countries, it's not clear if there is a majority that have a vision we would recognise as modern. For sure, Hindu nationalists and bigots are in a minority, but through the BJP, they control the country. I don’t know if they directly or indirectly support the calls to the Supreme Court to rule that many mosques were built illegally on Hindu sites and should therefore be destroyed, but it does seem they do. We didn’t see any violence. We didn’t see any discrimination directly, but we did see that in Agra, a city with a long, proud, and famous Muslim history that only Hindu statues were allowed.
We did visit two areas where other religions dominate. The Punjab with the Sikhs and Nagaland, which is Christian. Now, I am not religious, but I could at least associate myself with most of the tenants and values of these religions. A religion that puts everyone in castes, on the other hand, is worse than my pet hate, namely royalty. It perpetuates privilege for some and poverty and lacks opportunity for others. Then there is the pure weirdness of 35,000 godlike characters and the holiness of cows that wander all over and defecate all over. I just don’t get it, and for me it’s a huge drag on any attempts to modernise, clean up, and make India a fairer place.
I should, of course, not pin all 8the blame for India’s problems on its current rulers, or even the rulers since independence. In Nagaland, we saw a clear example of how colonial arrogance, ignorance, and indifference have sowed the problems that still haunt the sub-continent today. On the day after the British Empire declared India independent, the Nagas (the indigenous people of Nagaland) declared independence, but that effort was crushed by the new Indian government. Also the British drew various arbitrary lines on paper to divide India, Pakistan, Bangladesh (then east Pakistan) and Burma, and as a consequence they separated many peoples in Nagaland by putting part of a community in India and the other half in Burma. Moreover, they incorporated Nagaland into India, which culturally had nothing whatsoever in common with India. Our guide Keja gets asked when he is in Dehli, what part of China he is from, and when he is in China, they speak Chinese to him even though he doesn’t understand a word. What a mess those glorious heroes of the British Empire made, including but not limited to the Queen’s uncle Viscount Mountbatten (the last Viceroy of India).
We, or more precisely, I made a mistake, in thinking we had to show the children India. I underestimated the health risks, and I overestimated the ability of simple oral medicines and electrolytes to overcome the tough gastro infections. We did show them India, but at times, in hindsight, the risks we took were too great. I will never forget my three nights on a couch in the hospital beside Lennox, worrying about him, or the 1st night with Oscar when he was not responsive, and said he couldn’t see anything even though his eyes were wide open. I wouldn’t do it again with young children. Not in India.
Back to the positives. Everywhere we went, we met very nice people, even if I would give soecial prause to Jaiman (Sikh) and Viktor and Keja (Christians) , and the hotel manager in Santosh (presumably Hindu) who made personal sacrifices and special efforts to make our stay smoother and more enjoyable. There were many more like the ladies giving us free bugs in the markets, the guide at the golden temple showing us around for free, and the boys in Delhi who would go out and get me a cold beer, that was not allowed on the hotel menu.
There was also the incredible experience of the NEA school near Delhi, where the management has such a warm nurturing philosophy, and where the teachers were clearly excellent at their job. Wow, if only such energy and enthusiasm were available to the same extent in Europe. That said, it was noticeable that in NEA, 2/3 of the pupils were boys, underlining the fact that Indian society still treats girls as unequal citizens, and this is not only the Hindus
I worry about India’s future. The lack of a modernising vision, and then repeating mistakes we made in Europe long ago, but which they are repeating. For example in the 1960’s across Europe, to cope with the post war baby boom, we build high rise apartment blocks, but these over time became places where the weakest in society landed and where the social cohesion broke down due to people not respecting norms (noise, rubbish, etc) or worse (theft, violence, drugs). In large parts of India with its population explosion, the solution is massive high-rise developments. Given that today, in India, much is dirty, grimy, poorly maintained, etc. one can easily imagine that these high rises quickly become undesirable dwellings.
Is there an upside I haven’t seen, or have you understated? Possibly. There is a growing and increasingly educated middle class. Maybe they can develop a vision and a movement that modernises the country, or maybe the BJP, with its power base in the countryside messes up so badly that people realise religious populism is just as bad as American, British or Brazilian populism. I guess at some point, one of these two will happen, but I doubt it is soon.Läs mer

ResenärSuper interesting to read this. Seems pretty fair to me all in all. Do you think you would have seen it differently if you hadn't had the drama with Lennox and Oscar? Presumably they are all ok now? We will be in India in February and from the way you talk about it it sounds like there is so much to see that it's almost impossible to cover.

EzyianThe kids health is a specific issue. I have the theory that a beer kills some of the bugs 🤪, the Uzbeks has the same theory ( take a vodka with salt), but more seriously Flo was very sick too, having to use a wheelchair, she was so weak. If you visit just take care, a lot of care

ResenärFlo was also so sick?!?! I didn't know that 😬 Sounds rough... I guess we will need to be careful

ResenärEveryone happy and in a good mood again though, or still recovering? How long are you in Laos for?
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ResenärAre there many tourists here or not really?
EzyianWe booked train tickets a month in advance because that's when the start to be fully booked. Very few flight options