Fortune Hotel The South Park Thiruvananthapuram (Trivandrum)

... at the ashram, some of us were sitting, waiting for the endless chanting in the dining hall to finally end so that we could have dinner.<br><br>Then you came along, escorting the old indian lady, suporting her, talking to her.<br>And you walked by us, completely ignoring us, not even a nod or a wink in our direction. You were just talking with the lady, walking very slowly. <br>And then at the stairs, she said she could manage without you and you walked back to us without any ...

Hello again everyone! So, inevitably it would seem, I have fallen victim to the 'Delhi Belly' or whatever you wish to call it. For the last five days I have been pretty much bed ridden and instead of enjoying all Varkala offers; yoga, the wonderful beaches, fantastic restaurants and the company of two very interesting and beautiful ladies from Austria I have been in my hotel room reading my Joseph P. Kennedy biography, sweating and staring at the ceiling fan ...

... beach. Plenty of bars, restaurants &amp; shops. Every other place is Ayervedic &amp; does Yoga or massage or some sort of treatment. After a bit of searching we've got a great room with our own balcony and sea views at Odayam beach which is the quietest end. We've also got use of the kitchen if we want to do our own food. We've got a little bay just a few minutes walk away which doesn't get very busy at all. The sea is pretty choppy with grt crashing ...

... typical beach-gear; my strappy dress soaking from my wet bikini, didn't really help with the level of attention we were already going to get in a bustling India hospital. I'm hoping that for those whose hospital visit would ordinarily have been an ordeal, we provided some light entertainment. Of course, Dave, my soldier was by my side, as we were escorted from registration into the doctor's office with no queuing, despite there seeming to be long waits for all the locals ...

... even left time for some culture. We stopped off at the Napier Museum. if you have a serious interest in early Hindu Temple art this is the place for you. they have an excellent collection of statues of more gods than I could list but not much else. i suppose we should console ourselves with the thought that the entry charge is the same for Indians and Europeans, only IR5. All this culture was clearly too tiring and I fell asleep in the car as ...

... the palace compound and walk into a large courtyard that must have seen many royal guests welcomed by the king, I feel the environs blend into a symphony of wood and stone. It is a revelation in how grandeur can be so articulate without being grandiose. Form flowing into function and not just a show of opulence is striking. Of course, when royalty resided here, anyone coming in uninvited would have to, otherwise ...

... in England but the fresh round green ones, and then you bite into it with the full force of anticipation, and... eeuugh!... how disappointing! What happened to it? Where did all that flavour go? I've fallen for it twice in the last week! It's like a reverse durian process where pleasant surprise and relief turn into disillusionment and a handful of fruit that you really don't want to eat.

... direction is the market?". points left, headbobble. ok, progress. you ask the next the same question. points right, headbobble. hmm. you ask a third fourth fifth. left, headbobble. left, headbobble. right, headbobble. sixth and seventh: both tell you that the market is in the direction you just came from. headbobble. and then, like a new language that somehow found its way into your throat, you start discovering the headbobble eminating from you ...

... friendly, no shortage of places to eat and of course we cannot forget our friends that can sell you anything. This morning I availed myself of a very nice shirt, purchased at 'morning prices' I Like that.. 10 seconds to like the shirt, 15 minutes to buy it.. deal done, we both left happy. The best thing about Lighthouse beach? No bottles on the beach..! now that could be ...

... We said our farewells its time to move on to Mysore, I became depressed and a little stressed at all the begging I saw. 'A market town with an English feel' is what our guide book told us, So I was a little shocked when of Glastonbury the locals made such a fuss. Which dumb ass tourist told this tale I of course will never know, But I'm a 100% sure that he/she was still ****ing stoned! Next on the agenda was Chenni, what the hell are we doing here? There is ...