The perils of Indian taxi drivers and a visit to the Wagah Border

When I drive towards a roundabout, husband Mark is always banging on at me about ‘lane discipline.’ Well, he would have a field day with Indian taxi drivers, or come to that, anyone courageous enough – or stupid enough– to get behind a wheel on Indian roads. There are basically two modes of driving.  One:  … More The perils of Indian taxi drivers and a visit to the Wagah Border

A gruelling bus journey soothed by the Dalai Lama, himself!

Okay, so the bus stop in the middle of a Delhi slum wasn’t exactly London’s Victoria Coach station, and the road certainly wasn’t a motorway, but this was a journey I’m glad I didn’t miss. It started for me (I was travelling with four other IVHQ volunteers) with two delicious potato cakes from a food … More A gruelling bus journey soothed by the Dalai Lama, himself!