Home with Ginger

Home with Ginger

               Today, I feel frivolous!  Never having had a linear thought in my life, I have decided to take a detour of my stories from the North and describe our return to “A” Town, (Ahmedabad) last Sunday.   After visiting the Indian travelers’ equivalent of an Italian travelers’ visits to Rome, Florence and Venice…Taj Mahal, Golden Temple, Jaipur/Varanasi, (I couldn’t choose just three!), we lift Delhi on an overnight train. I was excited as I love train travel. Surviving the throngs of Delhi travelers pushing/shoving through security and milling around on the platform, our train finally rolled into the station. We had a 2A accommodations  which means two bunk bed organization with a total of 6 people together in a space. A sleepover!  It is possible to have 3A or even 4A available, which sounds like coffin sleeping to me.  After more jostling and confusion, we found our spots marked with a pillow and case, clean sheets, towel, and the proverbial brown wool blanket found all over India. Dinner either veg or not, plus breakfast were served and a pleasant unexpected gift. After a pretty good night of sleep, and arriving in Ahmedabad, we were back to reality.  The train stopped and we hailed rickshaws and haggled over a few rupees or “rups” as the students call them.

 Our big “a-ha” moment was that we were coming home. After two months we felt at ease and content on our way back to the hostel….The Presidency Enclave. As we entered the  lane where we live, there was an empty rickshaw parked along the wall. What to our surprise, there was Ginger taking a nap in the back seat!  (Check my post on Feral Dogs) It was as if he was waiting there, catching some zzz’s but ready to welcome us back. He jumped up, tail wagging, and guarded our walk as a personal escort, growling at the other dogs to stay away. He had not forgotten us.  We were home!


About annetbell

I am a retired elementary teacher, well seasoned world traveler,new blogger, grandmother, and a new enthusiastic discoverer of the wonderfully complex country of India. Anne
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20 Responses to Home with Ginger

  1. Love it. I felt as if I were there. I can’t wait to travel, but I think we might need to wait till the kids are in gradeschool… Until then, I shall live vicariously.


    • annetbell says:

      We took groups of students to Rome for a semester when our children were 6 and 12. Once we traveled with them for two months around the Mediterranean from Spain to Egypt. They were troopers. I did home school teaching when were in Rome as the International schools were terribly expensive and we wanted to use the money to travel. And , of course, we have traveled without them. My advice is never miss an opportunity to see the world! 😎


  2. lauramacky says:

    Aww Ginger looks pooped!


  3. annetbell says:

    Very cheap and plentifully building material in incredible India !


  4. LAMarcom says:

    I always enjoy my visits here. Wonderful travelogues.


  5. Well written … Coffin sleeping lol …!! I love the description 🙂


  6. YellowCable says:

    I think that is nice thing about dog. Dogs welcome you, when you are back.


  7. annetbell says:

    Reblogged this on TalesAlongTheWay and commented:

    Another of my Indian animal friend stories! This is about our old friend Ginger, the guard dog of the lane!


  8. Great story, that is one loyal dog.. x


  9. Peter Hatton. says:

    Ginger looks like he could do with a bit of a tub (bath).

    Liked by 1 person

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