The return of exhaustion

The wedding was fun. Both the bride and groom and their respective families were not only warm and welcoming, but amazingly generous as well.

But this is a travel blog. I will not overwhelm you with details of the ceremonies and the awkward social interactions that I inspire. The downside of this is that, there are two days that are missing here which I will at some point in time talk about, but this is not the time nor the place. Well all right, it will most likely be here, but just not today. Maybe on my epic 20 hour flight, or the epic-er (it is a word if I say it is, goddamnit) 13 hour wait at the airport.

However, what I can tell you is that half of the travelling retinue of six is sick. You see, the plan at the end of the marriage camp was to travel to Udaipur on Christmas eve after spending the 24th of December touring Jaipur. The adventurers were PS and AS, we have our dashing guide NK and three intrepid ladies NO, NS and AQ and of course myself. The problems were apparent in the morning itself. With PS complaining of a stomach cramps, and AQ (who was in a wheelchair about 3 days ago due stomach problems contracted in Myanmar. Did I mention that she was intrepid?) suffering from a resurgence of the maladies. 

NO toured Jaipur with us and then headed back to Delhi. It is around this time we started to realize the monumental problem facing us. PS, AS (he was coming down fast with symptoms very much similar to flu), and AQ were all sick. Really sick.  NK, NS and I were tiring fast as well, and we all realized that we were in Jaipur facing a scenario that looked more and more scary due to the 8 hour train journey that we had to contend with.

Being sleepy/comatose/sick we decided against going to a coffee shop, and headed to NK’s aunt’s place in Jaipur.  Their wonderful hospitality blew my mind. They not only welcomed us, but fed us and allowed us to relax. Some of us used that time to sleep, while others stocked up on medication.

We boarded the train on time, and actually travelled without any major drama but as I have learned time and time again, there is always a little bit of tension and stress and I think people seem to enjoy that hectic lifestyle as things always seem to work out. 

I will detail the train ride and the incident on my next post.  Also my lovely angoran rabbits I shall be back in Canada soon, and you will be able to bask in the glory that is me.