Nahar's Residency Hotel
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... graded for distribution and sale across India. It's hard to judge the quality of the tea at the tasting, following our tour, as too much milk or sugar is added. We don't buy any.
We return to Ooty via the Nilgiri Mountain Railway, constructed between 1886 and 1899. Beside the station is a works shed with six old and still-working steam trains. The slow train passes through forest and minor stations, collecting mostly tourists ...
... they used to get about 20kg of honey per hive but this is now down to about 7kg as a result of the deforestation that has occurred to free up land for tea plantings. He climbed up the ladder with this load - incredible acts of strength and agility. Apparently there was a massive expansion in tea planting in the 1970's which removed enough forest so that this traditional way of life is coming to an end. I'm now feeling less comfortable about the social and environmental impacts of ...
... and toothless grannies, over rivers, over rocks. We wandered past packs of dogs and past bleating goats. Our final part was a hike up a mountain. Over short spiky grasses, through bracken and fern, climbing over lichen covered rocks and finally to a rock strewn summit which commanded views of the entire valley and of the walk we had undertaken. It was a beautiful view of rolling mountains decorated with forest and a handful of small villages. Mist ...
... certainly worth the effort.
It emerged during the day that of our group of around 13, 9 of those present were final year medical students, all on elective. With 2 from Sweden, 2 from Scotland, 2 from New Zealand and 3 from the UK you'd have thought the trip well prepared for the moment when one of our fellow trekkers fell off a wall into a ditch, spraining her ankle. Not so. One lady falls, 9 medical students looks at each ...
... to his tribe while holding my hand firmly. After I finished having my picture taken with all of the possible combinations and permutations of family members, the father gave me a big hug, once on each side, before letting me go. Why can't the daughters hug me instead of the father?
As a result of this increased demand, I have found myself at times refusing requests to have my photo taken. The hell with trying to be an ambassador for the western ...