On the train, we met Cindy Dubois, tour guide in Paris, and friend Thomas, and also a French couple from between Marseille and Lyons. Cindy created a tie of prostitute houses in Paris that got her some notoriety. Look her up on the Web.
At the station, which is 8 km from the town, we accepted an offer of a hotel room (at Yogi hotel, recommended for the charming host) to freshen up and store our luggage for the day, and a car to use as a transfer rather than a tuk-tuk. Great choice as we went to a local national park “Raneh Falls” about 20 km from town. Had a guide (compulsory).
Canyon spectacular. Volcanic crater too. Five different types of rock next to each other in spectacular contrast: basalt; granite; ?felspar, quartz and one I’ve forgotten…
Animals were interesting in the national park. Antelope (surprisingly big), spotted deer, baby antelope, monkeys with baby, crocodiles from afar, wild boar, grand peacocks. It made a lovely contrast and respite from the bustling cities. Khajuraho itself was quiet, which was also nice.
The photos show the canyon, which becomes completely full in the monsoon.
India reminds me and Becky of the Ekka. Animals everywhere. Have to be careful where you step. People shooting at you with their wares, and the wonderful smell of a mass of people and animals.
Lots of people drawing water from roadside communal water hand pumps, washing their clothes and vehicles at the river ford.
The temples were amazing, though to note, only a few of the carvings were erotic. But the number and detail of the cabins and the temple were truly impressive.
Back on the train less than 12 hours later. Train carriage is split into two and rooms with a door and either 4 or 2 beds, bunk style in each room in 1AC. Further down, where we are in 2AC, the rooms are more compact with no doors and extra beds across the aisle.































