With Bhopal now happily behind us we had our first experience in a chair car, which was a nice change. Not only was it air-conditioned, but for the first time the train ran on time and also announced the stops prior to reaching the station. This meant you weren't either dashing for the door when you realised that it was your station or standing at the door for half an hour expecting the next station to be yours.

The first thing we realised when arriving in Agra was how clean it was. Not that this was surprising seeing as the local rubbish dump would have been cleaner than Bhopal.  As it was late at night we headed straight to the hotel, jumped through another cold shower, had a quick dinner and headed to bed looking forward to an early start the next morning to visit the Taj Mahal.

Upon waking the next morning it soon became clear that not a lot of sightseeing would be taking place due to the cold Glenn had caught in Bhopal getting worse with him now running a temperature. So after a quick breakfast at the hotel we headed to buy our tickets for the Taj Mahal with us walking up the road 500 metres in the wrong direction to the ticketing office, only to have to go back past the hotel, heading to the actual attraction. But it sure was worth it when you were standing in front of the tomb that you had seen in so many photos.

After taking a slow walk around the gardens we walked the short distance back to the hotel, had some lunch and retired to our room so that we could rest and try to get better. The next day we checked out of our hotel and went back to the train station heading for Jaipur. Again arriving late at night we headed to our hotel had a late dinner, cold shower and headed to bed. We awoke early the following morning and after breakfast headed back to the train station to organise what would be our three final train rides in India. Unfortunately, when we arrived at the ticket office it was closing for its morning tea break, so off we went in search of the post office to get an idea of how much the next care package home would be.

In true Kayla and Glenn fashion we managed to go slightly the wrong way and added an extra 20min walk to the trip. From the post office we went and checked out the Pink City and a few of the sights before deciding to head back to our hotel to collect the stuff we wanted to post home. As no rickshaw driver seemed to know where our hotel was, we decided to get him to drop us off at the local shopping mall that we had spotted earlier that morning. This seemed harder to find than our hotel and once we arrived we realised there wasn't much to see in the mall anyway, as half the shops were empty. We then walked back to the hotel collected our things and arranged a taxi to take us to the train station, post office and then back to the hotel for one fixed price.

After spending the next day relaxing in the hotel, organising flights to Kathmandu and generally bumming around in anticipation of our long trip from Jaipur to McLeod Ganj. This began with an early morning train from Jaipur to Delhi. Upon arrival we found the baggage storage room and proceeded to check our packs in so we didn’t have to lug them around for the day. It was at this point that Glenn realised in the rush to do the final packing in the morning he had managed to leave the charger for his laptop back in the hotel in Jaipur. With a 17-hour wait before our train to McLeod Ganj we decided that we might just be able to venture into Delhi to find an apple store and purchase a replacement charger. This idea seemed great in theory but with no Internet to find the address of the apple store, plus a taxi driver who decided to say he knew where it was before changing his mind and the fare half way through the trip, it became clear this would be harder than we thought... We managed to stumble across an apple reseller but we were disappointed. So we found the closest Starbucks, had a coffee, before heading to a movie to pass the remaining hours before our train.

We ended our time in Delhi with the pleasant surprise of being upgraded to first class for the final train leg of our trip.