Bath time at the orphanage
I stayed the night at an orphanage because there was "no room at the inn".
Both hotels were full, the forestry resthouse didn't want me, no one else would let me stay until the orphanage. Something fishy was going on though because here they welcomed me with open arms and gave me a good room but after i had a shower the manager came by to shamefacedly move me to a cupboard type of room. It was fine. I think it may have been because i was australian and at the time the news of the attacks on indians students was in the news. I think this manager's boss had told him to move me. They gave me the excuse that guests were expected but of course this was a ruse. No other guests came and there was plenty of room.
However the women fed me a delicious dinner and gave me a great tour of the orphanage in the morning.
Other pictures another time. I like this scene the most.
As orphanages go, it seemed to be a pretty nice place. It was run on ghandian principles and the founder was on his death bed, in his 90s and i met him. The place is supported by government funding and has about 400 kids, boys and girls. Seems to be very well run. There was even housing for destitute widows and other old people.