“Bump, bump, bump you go along the potholed roads to get here, past the man leaning on to his stick watching his goats. And then, amid the palms, eucalyptus and mango trees, some hundreds of years old, is this: a glow-worm of Mogul palace rustling in the Jungle Book wild. Here are some ladies, palms upturned, welcoming you and offering peace. And your heart, all urban-clustered and tight, immediately loosens in your chest. You just can’t get enough of the calm, the space, the atmosphere so quietly glamorous…..this is a secret garden of old India, away from it usual hustle.”
Tatler Travel Guide, UKon Amanbagh, January 2012