Back on the train, we pulled into Delhi and returned to our
hotel for the night. I had the day to burn, so hired a cab with Ann and Pamela
for a lunch at Lodhi Garden, and south of town to return the dress at Dili Hat.
I was not anticipating an easy time of it, but our driver, Sochi, said he would
come in with me and tell them his boss said to give me my money back. I have no
idea who his boss is, but they took care of the problem in minutes, with no
argument at all. Even Harry Potter looked a little worried. Impressive.
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| Painted mica window at Agra Fort |
In ones and twos, we dribbled off into the day, bound for
different destinations: Axel to Kerala, Pamela to Goa, Ann to Dharamsala to
hear the Dali Lama, and the rest of us home. I felt like I had been gone for
weeks.
To see specific reviews of guides/travel companies, places
to eat, stay and shop in India, see my
custom guide to the golden triangle on GoGoBot.
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