The Imperial in Delhi is my favorite hotel on the trip. Incredibly expensive (of course--my mother's daughter--I have nothing if not good taste) and just fabulous in every way. They have the best collection of colonial prints and paintings (company school by Indian artists as well as by British artists) that I have ever seen (outside of the British Library, natch) and they are all hanging on the walls for all to see. The food is great, the bar is very atmospheric, and, the best part of all: they scent the rooms and the front foyer with jasmine and something else I can't identify and thus will call "imperial scent." heh heh. Nice digs.
I've posted two earlier posts I wrote while on the road....more to come I imagine.
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I do believe that scent was something of a citrus or bergamot of some sort... Quite lovely as compared to the sun-drenching human smell of bodies just a step outside. Do you miss India yet?
Hey Tarn, Just so everyone knows to feel sorry for me, all by my lonesome in Wales, Rebecca is still in India for the rest of the month. She's 'off the road' only in that she's not travelling within India every single day...
Hey Tarn, Just so everyone knows to feel sorry for me, all by my lonesome in Wales, Rebecca is still in India for the rest of the month. She's 'off the road' only in that she's not travelling within India every single day...
Okay, poor Sam. Oh woe is you.
Okay, poor Sam. Oh woe is you.
Duplicate for duplicate.
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