Do Not Wash Hands In Plates is a fun travel memoir. Three women who have been friends for 35 years, since they roomed together at University decided on a re-union in India. Their aim was to eat their way across the country and slip in a temple viewing or two, plus see some of the vibrant colours and culture this continent has to offer.
Luckily one of them is a “local gal” Jaya lives in India, but Barb and Janine were the ultimate western travellers. With Jaya’s language knowledge, planning, family members spread across India and her negotiating skills, Barb and Janine were treated to some brilliant hospitality and experiences.
I laughed at the image caused by the over-night train to Delhi, where late…
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