Valkyrie Kamlini marched us through Ahmedabad’s famous Calico Museum today—the seventh wonder of the world (a private museum founded by Calico Mills that showcases rare and exquisite Indian textiles, costumes and tents)—and out into the dusty botanical garden: at one point we thought we were being herded into a shed and the gas would be turned on. Ha. I am mad about Ahmedabad: the pink sari-clad suicide bombers on Vespa; the enchanting part ancient/part modern walled city; the prevailing worship of wicked little yummy fried things. I stayed at M G house boutique hotel, the beyond 'disco palace' gorgeous former home of the photogenic Mangal Girdha family whose portraits haunt the halls. In front of the hotel sits the oldest mosque in the walled city: a neo-Isfahani marvel built by Yemeni slaves with big hands in the 15 century. This afternoon I was almost gang-banged by a tribe of militant gay languor monkeys against the art brut wall of a 1940s Le Corbusier mansion.
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MG House, Boutique Hotel, Ahmedabad
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