This is the hotel we stayed at for one night before the train, so Sarah is happy with the choices.Maybe it was a mistake going from this place straight to the train cabin. It was never going to stack up.
But I blame Sarah. She has been bleating on for months about how this train is on a par with the Orient Express. Having seen all of the Agatha Christie movies, I knew how retentive Hercule Poirot was. If he was happy with the detailing on the Orient, then we would be happy with the Maharaja. That was the theory, and nothing ever stacks up to theory.
But let's not be ungrateful. It's great to be back in a bed that doesn't try to rock you to sleep, although it may take a few days for our bodies to stop moving.
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