Easter Sunday and we're in a small market town called Mandi, en route to Shimla. The hotel really is the former palace of the erstwhile Raj, who is 81 years old and still running the place along with his son. It's delightfully shabby, all faded paintwork, huge dining rooms and hovering waiters. My room is just enormous, a dressing room with a huge tv, a bed which would probably fit four without too much drama and for the first time this week a shower with an actual shower curtain! Shame we're only staying one night......
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