The best way to ensure you’ll want to jump out of bed at 5.30am to get to the Taj for sunrise is to book a room at the Sai Palace, Agra. Our damp and disintegrating room wasn’t exactly the Ritz, in fact the sink had a waste pipe that emptied directly onto the bathroom floor so spending minimum time there really wasn’t a problem. We tiptoed past the sleeping staff to let ourselves out of the gate and walked the 10 minutes to join the already sizeable queue for tickets. And here’s what we saw inside.
Something funny we’ve encountered in a few tourist attractions now is the use of a whistle, lifeguard style, to reprimand over-excitable (usually Indian) tourists. The short, sharp toots give the feeling of being back in the swimming baths aged 11 and 'told off' for running, dive bombing or not wearing your verruca sock.
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