Might as well write Tuesday off, also dinner with religious fanatics. Spent all Monday night and Tuesday throwing up and sleeping. Bryan took care of dropping off passports and getting visas. Wednesday afternoon I accompanied Bryan to a nearby hotel so he could eat where we ran into the woman who had sat next to me at dinner on the floor. She, too, was sick – said she had “a touch of the flu.” She said it couldn't have been food poisoning since we were eating Baba's....well you know the drill. We figured that Bryan hadn’t gotten it because we were sitting separately and were served from separate buckets.
By Wednesday evening I was feeling well enough to go gingerly downtown where we bought tickets on the Taj Express for the following morning. Reservations took 45 minutes of standing in line and the same information on two separate forms, one in duplicate! Round trip was 24 rupees each, 2nd class. Made an attempt to eat dinner at the Intercontinental Hotel. The nicest hotel in Delhi is the Ashoka which we strolled through after dinner.
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