|Pune (March 29, 2002 - April 1, 2002)|
Train trips in India are an experience in themselves. There is a non-stop
parade of characters walking/ shuffling/ crawling up and down the aisles. The food
vendors reminded me of the Mary Poppins scene with their sing song voices
selling coffee, chai (tea), snacks, fruit, hot meals, or cold drinks. There are
also beggars, shoe shine boys, cleaners, and various grades of singers/
entertainers. Every stop becomes an explosion of noise as food vendors
jump on the train or yell through the windows to sell their wares in the few minutes we are at a
We did add one more chapter to Sarah's upcoming 'Laundry around the World' book while we were here. We had heard about how inexpensive laundry was in India - dhobis beat the dirt to submission by hand over rocks (see the Mumbai page for pictures) and have your laundry washed, ironed, folded, and returned that same day or early on the next day. We had not done laundry since Thailand and had quite a good stash, so we just sent it out. It came back with a shocking bill for $60 making it the most expensive laundry by far on our one year off. We only have ourselves to blame as we didn't ask first - apparently the dhobi that Sangam uses charges by the piece. He would have charged the same if we had sent out towels or linen in place of the tiny pairs of Chloe's and Heather's socks and underpants. Oh well.
At least we were dressed in clean clothes to travel on to Goa to meet Mark and Penny.