It has been a shock horror moment when I realised that after having been in India for just over 2 weeks I had yet to try their popular drink, Lassi. I had a special one with saffron and cinnamon. Delicious doesn't even begin to describe it. I looked around to all the others who had gone t the same corner café for the same reasons as me. They seemed so shocked to see me and were all eagerly staring (more than I was used to). I couldn't work out if it was just because I was a white girl in their Read more [...]

I officially have a masters degree in saffron.. Apparently. It’s just a bit of paper from a guy who taught me all about herbs, spices and the delicious teas of India.
I should now be able to detect proper saffron by looking at it, testing it and also tasting it. I just feel sorry for those of my age who are actually having to PAY for their degrees. Plus I genuinely found it very interesting. I might end up returning tomorrow…

Surprisingly I did manage to sleep quite a bit on the bus. The cute little cubbyhole wasn't as uncomfortable as I had expected it to be. Though I was informed of some horror stories and didn't help myself by YouTube-ing videos of other peoples 'interesting' experiences. I even got the cheapest possible ticket so I must have just been lucky. Looks like that whole praying malarkey wasn't such a bad idea after all, eh? I'm now in a lovely little guest house. It's not much to look at from the outside Read more [...]

I'm not afraid or even ashamed to admit that yesterday there was a moment where I felt quite sad for an hour or so. It was the time it took to send a very passionate yet sad email to a dear loved one. A loved one who I miss more than I could have imagined. Those who know me well know that when I feel down I tend to want to go out to a random location (normally alone) and have a drink with random people who I happen to introduce myself to. This has always been my way with coping with sadness in the Read more [...]