The couple took a local bus and arrived at a small town closer to the resort area. Then they rented a chauffeured car, hoping still to take advantage of the hotel reservation. The car wasn’t as good as the driver made it out to be. It broke down twice on the way requiring the attention of roadside mechanics. By the time they reached the hotel they had lost the reservation and they went to another small hotel.
They checked into a large hotel, were given a charming cottage of their own and had a wonderful day on the beach. The next morning Jog had high fever. The local doctor, who did good business in the hotel, thought it was malarial fever and prescribed large doses of antibiotics. Jog’s condition rapidly deteriorated, for the doctor had misdiagnosed: Jog had flu and the antibiotics made it worse. He had to be medically evacuated with a nurse. Deepa flew back to her home town and attended to her slowly recovering husband for the next two weeks.
Her story took a new turn when the proprietor and manager of the hill resort hotel, where we had first made a reservation for the new couple, read the story and felt sorry for the troubles the couple had to endure. He offered a fully paid week of vacation for Deepa and Jog at his hotel whenever they wanted.
They went the following month, a belated but beautiful honeymoon.