Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:09:20
Full power, twenty-four hour!
Communal breakfast at Durga’s, Dorien orders up momos – a Tibetan vegetarian dumpling affair that takes some preparation. It transpires that everyone knows the plan from the off, so I must have been concentrating on my food last night when the itinerary was hatched. Always the last to know….We’re not halfway down the high street with the living temple Virupaksha as our backdrop when we stop for coffee – turns out Eyal is an afficionado – and this is the only place that does a proper espresso – he has pictures of real coffee and cakes stored on his camera from somewhere up north – to remind him of when he found the cake oasis in the coffee desert. Strange fella. I haven’t drunk coffee for twenty years because the stuff gave me insomnia for over a decade and that’s a long time…..when you want to sleep; still, I’m not bitter about it. I settle on a maaza – bright orange pseudo-mango ‘juice’, mix it with a bottle of soda water and spark up a fag. My body is a temple. Its been a half-hour so I head back to pick up the now-ready momos, trundle back and off we set – maybe an hour behind an ideal schedule but still timely for a full days derring-do.
