[Money – or lack of it – was beginning to curb my tourist choices, and reduced me to hanging out at the campsite. But at 18 I was easily pleased – an ice-cream, a lift on a Harley Davidson and a camp supper of corned beef seemed to be all it took to keep me happy!]
TUESDAY 7TH DECEMBER, 1976 – Part Two
” They [Chris and Nicki] went off to embassy and we [Aussie Jan and me] went round emporiums of different states – nicely done up shops with regional handicrafts. Got choker from Maharashtra and sandalwood letter opener/pen from Kerala.
Felt really shattered, so hunted down an ice-cream shop (best ice-cream ever – strawberry flavour) then piled into a Harley Davidson to the campsite.
Had a shower, hair wash – felt much better!
Sat in campsite cafe (on raised terrace) drinking coffee and chatting with Jan, Sue, Fred. Lovely camp supper of salad and corned beef (no money to eat out or go to Son et Lumiere. Caberet was on! But too far out of town! sob sob) There was a circus in town too.
Spent evening at cafe – big reminiscence of Durham, and Sunderland at Wembley with Di (owe her a coffee at House of Andrews!)
Others came back from Son et Lumiere – good music and lighting – and British Empire bashing in last 15 minutes! Picked up Mike – mad Irishman working in Ceylon (VSO)”