Indian Four Seasons

This email from India makes a Radisson hotel sound like a Four Seasons. I am going to leave the typos. I am guessing the keyboard mom is on sucks! Here you go:

It' getting easier to get a computer suddenly.

We had our train adventure today. The windows were too dirty to look out. The food trays ere dirty. The seat acks were dirty. The hot water holders were filthy. I don't nderstand why standards are not higher. There is trash on the ground in every town and few dumps. Often you see people and or animals going through the trash in the towns.

It was interesting to see the people at the train stations. They were sitting on the concrete outside having a picnic or taking a nap. It always looks like one big party here. People don't have muh, ut they are smiling.

We are in a Radisson tonight. Very attractive. Lots of staff members knocking on our door. Turn down service, fruit and cookies, who knows what else.

We had lunch at a 400 year old mansion in a small village. The youngest descendant of the person lives there in an upper apartment and there is a restarant and hotel. Lunch was fine. Then we toured a little of the mansion and had a walk arond the village with a staff member. The kids ere saying hello and asking for pens and rupees. We had been told by the staff member not to give the kids money. I told them that rupees wren't good for kids. It was fine antering with them.

Sometimes I feel like we are missing life here by being on the bus, but a few minutes at a abazaar are exhausting etween the people showing us something to buy and the beggars asking for food. I gave aay two ananas this morning and they were well received.

We see lots of little kids in no clothes or no bottoms. Often the toddlers are carried by a slightly older sibling. Women carry some babies; often they look barely alive. They look stiff.

We had a risky bus driver this afternoon. Fortunately we get a new one tomorrow. Our first driver was with s for 10 days and he was great. His helper would pass out water to us, give hand gestures to drivers on the non driver side of the bus, etc. Every bus driver has a helper. The helper opens the door for us to get out and stands at the bottom and helps us down the steps.

It would be nice to give a few bucks to every beggar, but that causes almost a riot because the news spreads quickly and more and more people want money. At the train station there was a young man with elephant sized feet. It looked like his feet had been blown up like balloons. He couldn't walk very fast and walked on the sides of his feet instead of the soles.

Tractor Guy seemed a bit better today. He did it all with the group.

Lots of love, Mom