3 days in a palace

3 days in a palace
Alipura, India

Alipura, India


2.5 hour train to Jhansi and 2.5 hour bus to Alipura In the train, we were served breakfast. Some complained the European version – omelette and bread – was not enough. But I got the Indian style – brown bread, butter, masala sauce, raita, some small dough rings to dip in the masala (I think vada) and a potato based savoury mixture shaped into a dome. It was really tasty and very filling. So we had stayed at some places near a fort or a historic building, but this hotel is an old palace. A rural palace, but still, the atmosphere was very nice. We had a walking tour of the village with a throng of children following and waving and chattering. Then we decided to play some cricket in the grounds in front of the hotel. I was on the batting team, and we made wickets from an old chair and a water bottle on a rock. We managed 18 runs before we were all out. I was pretty proud of my contribution of a big hit and quite a few runs. We had dinner at the hotel and watched a Bollywood movie called 3 Idiots. It was quite good. Comedic. The next day we went to Khajuraho, home to a temple complex claimed to be one of the best preserved in South East Asia. It’s also known for its erotic sculptures, from the Kama Sutra. The guide explained the symbolism of the different patterns and shapes around the complex very well, but it was such a hot day, I opted to sit in the shade with a cold water instead of exploring the rest of the temples. We had lunch at a Swiss restaurant called Raja cafe. The waiter was great, and kept track of us all very well, despite the meals being all over the shop for timing. One poor boy’s pizza came out dead last (after everyone had finished), and he was the one of the guys that ate the most at every meal. We then went for a little walk around town, and bought some spirits for tonight. Apparently we had a Bollywood party planned. I got a local vodka called Fox, whose tag line was “stay naughty”. Why not? Travelled back home, and some started drinking in the rooftop. By the time we organised ourselves to start the movie, someone pointed out the DVD wasn’t in the case. We tried several other DVDs that either didn’t work or didn’t have English subtitles, so we gave up and went to play snooker upstairs. The game took forever because apparently we all suck at aiming. Still it made for some good laughs. I also tried some of the CEO’s rum, which didn’t smell like the rum I was familiar with, but the smallest sip burned all the way down. My vodka on the other hand was quite nice with sprite, so I stuck with that.