This piece of the poem deals with our continued struggles to get to Agra and, after that, Jaipur
We pushed on for Agra but our troubles weren’t ended.
We broke down again and then we befriended
A truck driver who tried to get us a ride
In the back of a lorry. We stood by the side
Of the road as the sun started to set.
And then one of the drivers went off to get
A small piece of wiring that he then plugged in
To a hitherto unnoticed part of engine.
As darkness descended with storm clouds ahead.
Through monsoons, past lorries with blinding white lights
We drove at such speed through that most frightening of
nights.
The rain was relentless, but Alice made not a fuss
As cars, bikes and lorries thundered past us.
Upon reaching Agra we were totally soaked
And were chased by a pack of dogs unprovoked.
We got to a hotel and paid for our rooms.
Tomorrow we’d see the most famous of tombs.
The great Taj Mahal did not disappoint
As we joined throngs of people to stare and to point.
That night we feasted on a roof top bar
Drinking and toasting our great day in Agra.
We ate breakfast next day with the most stunning of views,
Dawn over the Taj is a memory I’ll never lose.
But now to Jaipur went our convoy reformed.
Over Rajasthan’s roads, we sped and we stormed.
Even Clio attempted her first time at the wheel,
Mastering clutch, gears and throttle in our automobile.
“That’s it there Clio, you’re getting it now.
Oh shit! Hit the brakes! Look out for that cow!”
As we went further west the roads became far less bumpy
Although wandering cattle didn’t make it less jumpy.
Jaipur was mess; a dusty great maze
But we’d done traffic before and we were not faze(d).
We discovered a hotel then, as it got cooler
We headed out into town to find us a jeweller.
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