Going through a bad spell. |
As cyclone Bulbul raged outside, we spent 48 hours in our five star Digha hotel, mostly experiencing room service and a power cut.
Before lights out. |
Bulbul was a big national event, it hit the Sundarbans hard and even made the BBC News (they probably blamed it on Jeremy Corbyn).
A largeish seaside town, Digha was more Morecambe than Brighton, with a load of new hotels (well, building/demolition in progress anyway) behind the main road, shops, park and huge promenade.
Prom queens. |
When we first ventured outside Hotel Le Roi the storm had abated and things seemed a bit humdrum.
Proud hotelier. |
As the sun broke through the clouds the locals thronged onto the sand, lapping up their weekend break, like a traditional British bank holiday on the beach. Ices, donkey rides, coconuts and much splashing about fully clad in the waves.
Our hotel was a minute from the train station, from where we waved a relieved but happy goodbye to our weird weekend.
Cutest thing you'll see today. |
Red submarine. |
Subliminal advertising. |
Snake in the lake. |
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