Bat out of hell!

We managed to post the Tuk to Jodhpur and caught a train to Agra. It was the slowest train service ever - it left half an hour late and arrived two hours late, and we were all knackered! The simplest thing to do was to get a taxi driver to take us to the nearest hotel, which turned out to be a dump, but most of the midrange hotels are, so we decided to stay. McGill phoned down for room service and asked for some beer, and was told ‘sorry its impossible’ so we both went down to find out where the nearest bar would be at 11 pm. The guy on reception then said ‘no problem, I’ll send beer to your room!’ That’s India - nothing seems to make sense. McGill then found a gigantic cockroach in our bathroom and chased it out and down the hallway. We decided it was safest to sit in Jukesy’s room to drink our beer and we left the door open for a draft - a couple of minutes later I said ‘I’ve just seen a bat fly past the door’ but they didn’t believe me, until a short while later when it swooped into the room and flew in a circle and back out of the door! McGill displayed his innate courage by squealing like a girl and waving his arms about - we drank the rest of our beer with the door closed! Then off to bed at 2 am cos we have to be up and ready to leave at 9 am to see the Taj Mahal.