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What a Start to the Day!

This morning I woke up with a start! Late again! Fifteen minutes to get the girls ready for school! I woke them up, sent them off to wash and brush and dress while I made some tea in the kitchen. I went back to the room to see how they were progressing as their school transport was due to arrive any second...and what do you think? The two of them were fast asleep again on the bed!

Oh, I really let them have it! It was a quick dash to have a cursory wash and change and I was making their plaits while they ate their breakfast and along arrived the tempo. What is a tempo? It is a kind of taxi bus vehicle which seats about six to eight people. It doesn't so much drive as rattle along the road. This is their vehicle for going to school. The driver was kind enough to wait while I finished getting the girls ready. Trish had to finish her hairstyle en route.

I'm really lucky that the driver waited. I've been informed by our Delhi based relatives that school vehicles never ever wait in Delhi. If the children are not on the spot and ready on time, they just go without the kids. We live in Lucknow, which is not quite as fast as Delhi. Not yet!

So, the girls were despatched to school, where they are at this very moment. Then I had to dash off and wake up my eldest son. His vehicle was due in another fifteen minutes! Talk about hectic!!!

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  1. Hi, Just found your blog and it is so interesting! I travel to Delhi with my job and you have so many great stories and info, I will be back! x

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  2. Wow! What an adventure, to move so far away from home!

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