Bharatpur Palace, Bird Park, and sent to bed with no dinner!
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March 1st 1990
Palace Bharatpur, the Bird Park and sent to bed with no dinner!
After a long drive we arrived at Palace Bharatpur, another wonderful Maharajah’s home, this Palace is quite dilapidated and is falling in to disrepair fast, but the opulence of its history is obvious everywhere, from the 20ft high studs and the ballroom size rooms, with marble floors, exotic paintings all over the walls with lots of mirror bits set in, to the velvet ottoman sofas scattered around plus the elephant feet that were fashioned into foot stools for the Maharajah.
I hurried out, without my sunhat or glasses, but I didn’t forget my binoculars!
We were introduced to the noted resident Ornithologist who was to show us all around, I quickly made myself known to him as an Ornithological member from New Zealand, and I was wearing my special official, t-shirt, with a NZ Takahe bird, I had got from the society, brought specially to exchange with someone in India.
I had offered to exchange my t-shirt with this man if he visited the Palace with a t-shirt of his own.
Dinner time and I was still feeling almost dizzy, I selected my meal from the maharajah’s best silver salvors and terrines, all heavily spiced aromatic curries, that made me even dizzier, til I came over all ‘funny’ only just had time to put down my plate of food before I keeled over and landed plop on the floor in a dead faint! The men carried me out and placed me on one of the velvet ottomans. I awoke to find myself surrounded by Doctors, as most of our tour party were in the Medical Profession, at least 12 of them. It was decided to leave in the care of two London physicians, Fiona, an English rose, practising in London and Cynthia, a Hong Kong Chinese lady, also practising in London. I couldn’t have had better care, they diagnosed mild sunstroke and dehydration plus over excitement! I was sent to bed with no dinner, but lots of cool water and a cool damp flannel to place on my brow, Mary a nurse was sent to check on me periodically, but I soon recovered and stayed in bed for an extra bit of sleep. Gosh, I have never done this before; I am not the swooning type really.