- Continental Breakfast
- Airport Transportation
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Smoking rooms available
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The plan to get to Ooty was via the "Toy Train" which is a narrow gauge steam train running from Mettupalayam with great views out onto the hills, however, because of the great view and holidays in Tamil Nadu it gets pretty booked up so we only managed to get waitlist tickets. Despite this, we optimistically left Coimbatore at 5:30am via taxi to …
... rice. 1ftx1ftx1ft. Same with two beans. and then they got a coconut and sugarcane stalk at the end. And if one elephant does not want to eat it's food, then the others don't either. Once that saliva is on it, there is NO WAY the other ones will partake. It goes out to a bucket, which then the wild boars ravage (as the Indian circle of reuse is once again illustrated). I hadn't seen an elephant close before. I think the last time must have been in a zoo somewhere when I was in ...
... in India yet:)
Chocolate:) All over Ooty were shops selling home made chocolate. I'd never seen this before in India so thought maybe there was a coco plantation nearby, turns out there isn't but it was something the British introduced a long time ago but that it has only recently dropped in price to make it affordable and popular with the Indian locals/tourists. I think it must also be because it is cold enough here to stop it melting! We obviously tried ...
We spent 2 days relaxing at the Banassura Hill Resort in Wayanad. This is the type of place people come for rest and rejuvenation. We had a couple of nice walks and I treated myself to a body scrub massage and steam in the spa. One afternoon we visited the Edakkal caves, formed by giant boulders straddling a very narrow cleft in the mountain side. There were lots of Indian tourist there and we posed for pictures with lots of ...
... consisiting of numerous hairpin bends, some rather precarious, in the descent from the hills down to the jungle. It was a spectacular and enjoyable ride.
At the small town of Masinagudi we sat in the shaded seating around a tree, a green mosque beside us, waiting for John of the Jungle, our couchsurfing host, who after some while turned up in a plush airconditioned black jeep. Unfortunately for John he was suffering a bout of what he called 'man flu'. For ...