THE LOLA BOYS ABROAD !
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Andrew and I have now traversed The Subcontinent, and made our way from the torrid heat of the south east, to the baking oven that is the south west. We have now hit the steam-room of that ex French colonial town known as Pondicherry. Or ‘Pondy’ to those in the know. Oooooh La La! Or…
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As Paul ambled purposefully beneath a torrid ‘Noel Coward Sun’, he wondered how it always transpired, that at the hottest time of day, in the hottest of climates, he was always the Englishman! He’d left the ‘Mad Dog’ behind, at the cool guest house. Andrew was terribly busy ordering new flavours for his Vapouriser! So…
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For too many nights and days , Andrew and I have been practically marooned on a first-rate beach, in a second-rate guest house, with third-rate plumbing, fourth-rate bedding and fifth-rate company! We’ve loved it. After the rigours of Rajasthan it has been just what we needed. An almost antidote to India, but it has taken…
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Somewhat jaded after our month-long jaunt around majestic Rajasthan and four more ragged days spent in the arhythmic heart of New Dehli, we finally arrived in the tropical south of this giant country. Palm trees waved a breezy emerald welcome and the Arabian Sea lapped us up like an ocean of warm salty Chai. Not…
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Source: Having A Camel Ball!
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Originally posted on THE LOLA BOYS ABROAD !: Jodhpur has exceeded expectations, in almost every way. It’s been one hell of a ride! This has to be the ‘Badmington Horse Trials’ of India. One has to fly over such hurdles and negotiate the most frightening water jumps just to make it down the street. But…
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At times, one is more than ready to make tracks, and as the callous winter Levante gusts mercilessly outside, I am having warm (if not wet!) dreams of exotic lands. Bombay dreams, to be exact. In a couple of weeks time, Andrew and I are to embark on another ill-planned, ill-equipped and doubtlessly, ill-advised voyage to…
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I have always adored airports . I realise this isn’t a fashionable idea. Most travellers find them dull, expensive and quite often irritating. But I have always had a fascination with these hubs of aviation! Perhaps it was my father, who was wont to drive my poor mother, sister and I to the perimeter fence…
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Halloween! Jesus! (Not completely apt I know) But it was a hell of a night. We arrived for our show on the beach – dressed to kill. Andrew as a saucy vampire, and me dressed as an ‘Eva Braun’ style nurse – complete with a giant hypodermic, ready to inject a noxious venom into anyone…
THE LOLA BOYS ABROAD ! 