We Are Back in the Travel Saddle Baby

On the first day upon arrival in India I awoke to have a cold shower. The room was dense with humidity that the ceiling fan was trying desperately to cut through. As I turned on the tiny drizzle from the shower the ants on the walls scurried to safety. We even were given a bar of soap and two towels to our surprise, but we had to use our own toilet paper. A scoop and a bucket were supplied to rinse we assume. At least I hope it was because I couldn’t make the shower work. So I filled the bucket with water from the tap and used that scoop to pour the cold deluge over my head and body. The water ran to a drain beside the toilet and the entire bathroom was soaked. I hadn’t been this happy in months!