Bag Walla...

The time had come to leave for Jaipur in the desert state of Rajasthan, and i asked the cabbie who had befriended me - Mr Lila - to drop me at Old Delhi Station.

As soon as the cab stopped, a guy came up to the cab...

Now, to Mark and all my Goan friends, 'this' is the way I expect to be treated when I visit India... (for a small fortune - £1.50 !!) he whipped my rucksack onto his head and carried it to my carriage... :)




Beyond this, all i needed was for two other Indian guys to carry me to my carriage on a shoulder-carried-chair like a Maharaja, but alas they were absent :)