The journey from Agra to Jaipur was long – five hours to be precise – and made me realise just how big a country India is, as on a map it looked like we’d moved no distance at all.

The coach trip was filled with all kinds of ridiculous sights through the windows – a glorious mish-mash of cows napping in the middle of highways, a toppled over lorry, the loud sound of trumpets, warthogs picking their way through piles of old vegetables and the occasional camel.

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