The following afternoon Erico and I fly to Ahmedabad, arriving at the hotel where reservations are booked for two rooms for two nights, paid in advance. We’re informed the hotel is fully occupied. It’s late and still jet lagged from our overseas flights we are not prepared to look for another hotel. We persevere until we are provided a spare room in the front hall and an extra cot. Tossed together before even setting out is a humorous situation and I can only suppose Gandhi his Self is testing our compatibility and resilience for the miles ahead.