Hotel Jai Kodaikanal
Lloyds Road Kodaikanal, Tamil Nadu, 624101, India
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Walking up hills is terrible!
... the time spent there enjoyable. While visiting the elementary campus we got to meet their associate pastor named Noel (pronounced: Nole). He actually is in the job that Dr. Nolan used to have, and he was AWESOME. We also got to do what is called a social experience, where we visited homes that do not have chimneys. Without chimneys, smoke fills the house and actually is the number one killer of ...
Cold Kodai
... KZN. Funny how if anyone offered me to go stay in a hut in kzn i'd think they were mad. But there we were cooking our food on a fire doing washing in a bucket on a mud floor and freezing our tails off at night. we are very unprepared for the cold with our clothes.
Awesome week ...
Kylmyytta ja suklaakonvehteja
... vuokratuloista. Intiassa on muutenkin yllattaen majoituksen hinnat nousseet. Ennen sai 300 rupialla hyvan huoneen, nyt taytyy tinkia etta saisi 500 jotain tasoa. Toivottavasti hintojen nousu rajoittuu vain tahan osavaltioon! Taalla on kylla selvasti nahtavilla, etta intialaisten oma turismi on kasvanut rajahdysmaisesti. Onneksi taalla Kodaikanalissa ei kuitenkaan ollut sita "full" meininkia, mutta Tritsissa olivat taas monet bussiaseman laheiset hotellit ...
What goes up, must come down
... to have a look. We actually found a very nice place that gave us some pancake type thing on a banana leaf (even though we had ordered noodles!). We polished it off and then went shopping. Polly made some poor guy empty every shelf in his sari shop to try and find an Indian type outfit suitable for the more conservative areas. As the outfits became more and more Bollywood, I s******ed at watching Polly try and talk her way out. (This is ...
Happy mornings, goodbye goat & a taste of home...
... that is my wake up call every morning. I will endeavor to record and upload this spectacle one morning this week so you can appreciate the sound... needless to say it makes me smile!
One of my more traumatic experiences of the last week was a goat sacrifice. I had been invited to attend a local by Paul's family so after a sleepless night I headed up the road to the house where the goat in question was tied to a post. (Do not read next bit if you ...



