I rather enjoyed re-visiting India via my blog the other week. So I went and dug out the diary I faithfully kept. The events it describes have never yet seen the light of day. For the first ten days I was with the group of people my ex-brother-in-law had put together, to explore aspects of rural Indian life, focussing on small producers working in traditional and organic ways. We had no internet access during that period.
I’ve decided to share my diary with you. This will take several Fridays. I’m pleased that I kept such a detailed record of a piece of personal history, and of a country I’d never visited. I wonder how dated this account would seem to the current traveller?
Last Day at the Rainforest Retreat
Wednesday 14th November
Dhosas with potato curry and scrambled egg Indian style (i.e. spicy) for breakfast. Then off with Ravi and Nak for the Ridge Walk. This involved serious climbing through the rainforest till we rose above it to the hilltops with pasture, bracken and smaller foliage plats. Wonderfully bright acid green paddy fields below – such a contrast with the darker green of the plantation trees. One or two cattle here too. More of the same, passing a few settlements on the way down……



….. Later, M, C, L I had a few jobs to do in town so we had a lift in. We enjoyed pootling around. I left an answerphone message for Malcolm and spent Rs60 on a hat (about 54 pence). We bought chocolates for Sujata and A (Cadbury’s, made in Poona and unavailable in England) and waited and waited for our photos to be downloaded.

It was dark by now, and we started to worry we wouldn’t be back for 8.00 and our farewell dinner, but M made friends with someone in a shop who took my letter which I’d found no postbox for, and got us an auto-rickshaw. Well! Health and Safety need not apply. 4 of us plus luggage somehow squeezed in with L on M’s knee and all of us bulging out all over. We admired the artificial flowers decorating the driver’s dashboard while M negotiated the price (Rs 150 – £1.35 – for a 10 km. ride) and off we hurtled, through puddles and over potholes (easier perhaps in a rick, with its smaller wheelbase) only grinding to a halt once.


Home just in time to make the journey up the hill to S&A’s house where we sat round a bonfire with A’s blues music in the background, eating dish after dish of all kinds of curry. Ludwig was there too. Home by 10.30, looking at a sky fuller by far of stars than we can ever manage in light-polluted Europe.

I am so pleased you kept this diary and have chosen to share it with us! I hope all is well with you.
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It is thank you. And yes, I’m having fun reliving old memories. Thanks for coming along – and I hope all is well with you too.
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All fine thank you x
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A great memory! Properly seeing the stars is a wonder, isn’t it.
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Indeed – in truth, it’s not bad here chez Country Mouse, but India was better.
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A halcyon time. It feels innocent. Would it be the same if you were to go back, Margaret? I suspect little change in some parts but life moves on…
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I think the rural areas, very much so. And even the towns I went to, probably. I’m not likely to find out, however! Happy weekend Jo, as the weather turns bad, here and on the Iberian peninsula xx
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We’ve got sunny showers at the moment, Margaret, and probably till Monday. My world is sparkling, the house is clean and the fly in the ointment is a nice man who’s come to change our Internet provider. What could possibly go wrong? I’m off out shopping! xx
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Get out and stay out is my advice! Internet issued …. aagh!
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I’ve gone. Airport at 6.30 xx
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👍
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Quite a detailed account. And the photos bring it to life.
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Thanks, I should have take far more, but worried about running out of space on my card in those days.
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Very busy but good fun. I see the stars like that all the time, when it’s not cloudy
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I bet you do. A real advantage of your address I guess.
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How very wonderful to read except from your diary of what sounds to have been a wonderful trip filled with very different experiences to those at home! Thanks for sharing
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Thanks Sue. It’s fun for me too.
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Another great episode, Margaret. Thanks for sharing!
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And thanks for reading, Darlene.
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I’m loving your Indian Fridays series 🙂 Your writing is so evocative of the sights, sounds and tastes of India! It sounds like a wonderful adventure of a trip. The rickshaw ride made me smile and your description of your farewell dinner with curries under the stars made me a little envious!
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Oh, I know. But you’ve had one or two memorable meal in your time too!
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Cool diary! I enjoyed reading this.
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Terrific series!
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Thanks Egidio.
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I am really enjoying this series. As for stars we don’t do too badly here, but the first time I saw the Milky Way was in Greece.
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Ah, for me it was Italy I think.
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Fascinating travelogue.
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Great memories. Thanks Cindy!
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That sounds like a particularly memorable day. Amidst a series of memorable days.
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It gets even more memorable as the days go by, I found!
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Thank you for sharing your wonderful travel memories, Margaret! Fascinating place to visit!
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It certainly was … different.
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I wouldn’t mind Dhosas with potato curry and scrambled egg for breakfast. Sounds more interesting than my usual oats with berries. Thanks for sharing your experiences in India, it is such an interesting country.
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Indeed it is. Oats with berries is good – my usual fare too. But I enjoyed my Indian style breakfasts a lot.
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Isn’t it fun to revisit the places and memories of the past, Margaret. Always enjoy our virtual travels together.
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And me too! Thanks Rebecca.
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What a delicious sounding breakfast. Thanks for sharing part of your journal with us.
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Thanks for reading it Rebecca.
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Thanks for sharing you diary entries. They are great. I find travel writing can be really boring but your writing really brings the experiences alive.
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Thanks! I’m so glad I made the effort, however tired I was, to keep that diary.
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