Documentary Scholarship Trip

After a mornings camel riding we spot the bus in the distance. As it gets closer my thought turn to the marvel that is air conditioning and I silently thank its inventors. We say goodbye to our camel teams and drive to Bikaneer where I go to the barber for a shave and a brutal massage before retiring to our hotels rooftop bar for a beer and views over the town. After a quick dinner it’s back on the bus as we head to the train station for the overnight express to Delhi. On the train chai comes in plastic cups but for 5 rupees I’m not complaining. After finishing my book, “Married to a Bedouin” – an easy read, I’m rocked to half-sleep by the movement of the train. Middle of the night. The lights go and an intense discussion I understand none of occurs. Lights go off and I half-sleep as the train speeds towards Delhi.