Finally we are lying in our upper beds in the train to bikaner. Man, we had to run like crazy to jump onto the starting train. (yes it was already rolling) to get into the right wagon. We nearly missed it.
There was a long plattform with no information board and so we asked several people where the wagon A1 stops. As the train arrived our wagon was no where on sight and one of the passengers told us to run along the train. As we were running to find our wagon the train honked and began driving off. What a shock!
we had almost reached the end of the train and could not find our wagon. Scared that the train would drive off without us we quickly jumped onto the closest wagon we could find. guess what? we happened to jump onto wagon A1 – the correct wagon. Sheer luck!
What an ending to a day of sightseeing at 40 degrees.