I awoke at 6.30am and organized a rickshaw to go to the Heritage Trail Walk in the centre of Ahmedabad.  The Gandhian lady wrote the address in Gujurati for the driver.  I got there at 7.15 but didn’t… Continue reading →

I ring the journalist contact but somehow we don’t connect.  I ring Chandra and he allows me to come there.   Having a shower (or bath) as they call it is a relief.  I have a sleep… Continue reading →