What a difference the journey to the station was this morning compared with the chaos of last night. Think they must have all still been abed, where I would have been if we weren't catching the 6 am Bhopal Shatabdi express to Agra.
Bicycles are everywhere, including modern art installations in the railway station. Think this must belong to the tea wallah.
Once we settled into our seats we rolled off into the darkness. Having never travelled first class before I can't compare our Indian service with British Rail, but the Meals on Wheels team were stars on the service front. Complimentary English language newspapers, bottled water and not one but two breakfasts, one of which was cooked. All curtiously provided madam!
In the palm of my hand is a complimentary digestive mix of fennel seeds and sugar crystals; strangely pleasant and mildly addictive!