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I wish there were an easier way to get to the Golden Palms Spa where Badshah is, takes forever by road. But once you`re there, it`s almost surreally pretty, like you`ve entered another planet. Beautifully maintained lawns all around and you eat by the poolside. Throw in a couple of bikini babes and....er....what was that, food, did you say? Back to planet earth, when we went, there were no babes and no bikinis - one solitary subject of the male species (of generous proportions) floated (tried to) in the pool. Naturally, I turned gallantly away and concentrated on the wife (mine). Food is awadhi, had no idea what to order so left it to the steward. He served up an exquisite mix - some kind of chicken curry, don`t remember the name, a black dal, veg dahi kababs for the wife (mine) and kakori kababs for me. The food was good, but the surroundings probably added to the flavour.
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