Hotel Horizon Thiruvananthapuram (Trivandrum)

... If I hadn't undergone CBT some time ago, I would have dismissed this book within the first ten pages as pure insufferable schlock. In fact, it's a thin layer of insufferable schlock carefully wrapped around a Cliff's Notes distillation of core CBT principles.

And I do mean thin. Judging by his name Robin Sharma might be of Indian descent, but he grew up in Canada, has a degree in law, and runs a company that gives ...

... side note here, as I think the perceived importance of this is lost. One of the things I hope to accomplish in India other than volunteering of course, is personal growth. Perhaps on a spiritual vibe, or maybe just as the same old getting to know the real you sort. Those who know me know that I have been trying to write a book for several years now, as it is a dreadfully slow process. This book is not just any book; it is a catharsis in which I need to deal ...

... s'Old Man Emu'. I tried to talk our new buddy Joe who was from Currumbin on the Gold Coast (small world) into being the **** and legs of the emu, Nadsy was primed up to do the head, neck and beak and i had baggsed making the noise with the cardboard flapping. We had to can it because we couldn't source enough bottle tops to make a bush band rattling stick and a tea chest base was out of the question. Joe was a lovely lad and we've decided that if we could ...

... of the UN, saying that the UNSC would be an anachronism without India and China. The 21st century is widely believed (here) to belong to India and China and the US. The GAP group left today. I considered changing hotels, but none are as pretty as this. We have a pretty lawn with winding gravel paths and tables scattered around for the restaurant. None of the other hotels have anything like it, and we got a 500 Rs ...

... a disinterested prognosis of a chest infection I was prescribed a daily injection and a cocktail of tablets. From there another stop-off for blood tests and then after paying for the drugs from the hospital pharmacy, I brought my newly purchased syringes and medication to the injection room. The hospital itself was quite old & crumbling, but seemingly very efficient. The walls of the little injection room were smeared in splashes of multi-coloured liquids which looked ...

OK so that sucked a little bit. First Odette got sick with a a bad cold then I got sick with something like a cold. We still traveled around went to the tiger park went on a safari (no tigers) went to Agra saw the Taj Mahal very amazing and very big it should be one of the wonders of the world, and it is. Then we drove back to Delhi and I was still not feeling well thinking I was just fighting off a cold. We spent one short night in Delhi to then fly down ...

... post-production party, or whatever it's called! Chayan, my casting agent! lives in Brisbane. I'll stop by to see him when I am in Australia. Might negotiate myself a fee for my appearance! So, the upshot of the film festival was that my favourite film, a Chinese film called Getting Home, was voted best film by the audience, myself included. I was surprised, and impressed, that it won, as I was somewhat expecting the local Indian audience to vote ...

... at seven. I noticed something strange in the head wobble of confirmation and so I asked if it would be ready when I came back in half an hour. They said no and I should come back in hour when I am sure it will not be ready. Experience tells me that if you are told that something takes an hour it means it will be ready an hour from you when you return. It is the waiting which is essential, not the ...

... varkala. a grand tour of india by plane, train, bus, rickshaw, taxi, and, occasionally, foot. travelling in india - like, actually moving - continues to be a daunting experience. distances from place to place are far, and time estimates don't always take into account things like impromptu parades. deciding how to get from place to place invariably becomes a several day deliberative process. the most popular option is always train. train ...

... full wardrobe for about $20 (no pound sign on the keyboard)12 quid and after huge haggling, a butterscotch bun and a carton of orange juice we headed back to the hotel for some dinner. We had pre-ordered our train tickets back to Kovalam and at 5.50am tomorrow we set off back, which we did safely as I am writing this today if you follow my drift again? The rest of the day is about resting, tomorrow probably the beach again, well it has to be done, I'm still bloody white.. Jiffs ...