These pictures show the hotels we were staying in, all very nice. I want to
live there.
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James, at the Chinese
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Andy, waiting to sprint to the loo again. Only to find out, it's one without a bog or any paper. It's the left hand in the bucket of water, job.
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He waited until we got back to the hotel.
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The bar in the Taj Residency, we moved from there after two weeks, had enough.
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The best Hotel, The Taj West End.
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And the balcony. We just missed the Australian Cricket team, by about a week, according to Linda and her girlfriends. Gagging they were.
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I'll dip me toe in, nah couldn't be bothered to move.
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And the lovely Vietnam Restaurant in the Hotel.
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This is how some people live right outside work.
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My fourth Hotel in four weeks. This is really nice as well, The Oberoi.
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More blooming Cows
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