Welcome from Jan

Hi there!
This blog is for those who love both books and travel. I'm starting by travelling back in time to the 1970s and the overland trail to India which I took as an 18 year old. Have a look at my daily diary entries and photos. Some of these places are impossible to visit at the moment, but I can give you a flavour of what they were like in the golden age of the hippy trail.

The experience has inspired my new mystery novel, THE VANISHING OF RUTH, which is out now as an ebook. Find details and extracts at The Vanishing of Ruth

To buy: The Vanishing of Ruth

Also take a look at Facebook Page Overlanders for more memorabilia.
http://bit.ly/Overlanders

HELP ME FIND MY FELLOW PASSENGERS! TAKE A LOOK AT THE GROUP PHOTO (post on 30th November 2009) AND CHECK THE NAMES ON THIS LINK:
http://www.indiaoverland.biz/overland/passengers/sep26_76.html
Cheers, Jan.


Sunday 22 November 2009

VELVET DRESSES AND HASHISH IN QUETTA, PAKISTAN, 1976

[We stayed an extra day in Quetta, the capital of Balochistan - Pakistan's biggest province.  In a letter home, written in Quetta though not posted until Rawalpindi a week later, I give it the thumbs up. "We reached Quetta yesterday - fantastic place - funny mixture of Eastern and old-fashioned British ..." 
I remember feeling that the town was strangely familiar - after the kebabs and flat breads and Persian script of Iran, Quetta had omlettes and milky tea and English spoken in the shops and cafes.  After the desert dust, it buzzed with life and colour and commerce and noise.  I had a curious sense of homecoming.  This was on the fringe of the old British India where my grandparents had lived and worked - my grandfather was employed by the Indian Forestry Service - and where my mother had spent her childhood.  I was drawing nearer to all that.  And shopping for hippy gear in the bazaars - that was my kind of shopping!]

FRIDAY 19TH NOVEMBER, 1976

" Lie in !!!  (10 o'clock).  Had leisurely breakfast at Metropole after taking 1 and half hours to get up.  Lovely omlette and chips.  Had mad time in clothes shop looking at embroidered waistcoats and tops - in one shop about 6 of us had half the stock out to try on - turned shop upside down - I bought a gold velvet dress!
Saw a lot of men praying in lines outside mosque in bazaar, between 12 and 1.  Lot of stalls close down then.
Wandered through cloth market.
Tonight went to Liberty Cafe for meal (I only had tea and pud) Others had curry.
The Pakistanis from last night came in again - apologised for any offence.  Tried to get involved again but we left (Dr gave Sally prescription for voice though).  Waiter rushed out after us, very flustered, trying to tell us that they were bad men!
Hurried home past armed guards!
Adrian had tried to get some hash - had nearly asked 2 men who turned out to be plain clothes policemen!  When he finally got some, no one was interested in smoking it!"

[Quetta features in my mystery novel of the hippy trail, OVERLANDERS - it plays a pivotal role]

2 comments:

  1. I'm hooked, Jan! Sounds like you had a bit of a lucky escape with those 'bad men', though...

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  2. What had happened the night before?

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