Agra, Uttar Pradesh, India

It’s India, it had to happen. I arrive here at 6am, looking like a corpse. The last 12 hours were spent with my face hung, like a dog, out of the back of another double decker sleeper bus window with the worsted food poisoning known to man. Oh the glamour.

Drugged up on a cocktail of flat coke, dried roti bread, some debatable pharmaceuticals from a market stall and a Lemsip sachet dated with an expiry of 2008, I eventually dragged my ass outside. I had to really didn’t I. Couldn’t very well miss the big daddy of World Wonders.

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