After our whirlwind day in Agra, the next morning we packed up our bags and hopped into 2 autos, racing each other to the train station before heading southbound to Bhopal. Thanks to the kindness and wonderful hospitality of A’s family, our time in his hometown was one of luxury and comfort. As our trip to India had been planned around the wedding we were to attend in Bhopal, the five of us were very excited to see if real life Indian weddings were as grand and colourful as Bollywood had led us to believe. Although the wedding would last a week for the couple and their family, we were only planning to attend 4 days (!) of the celebrations which would start that evening with an intimate gathering at the groom’s family house.
340 days have passed since I posted anything on my sad excuse for a ‘blog’ and for this, I apologise. Since then I’ve moved 463 miles away from home, travelled to 10 different countries and somehow managed to pass my first year of university so all in all, I don’t think I’m doing too badly. So much has happened in this whirlwind of a year and it’s going to be difficult to catch up but today, I wanted to talk about my short but sweet trip to the wonderful country of India.