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... It's a lovely, nostalgic ride through lovely countryside. Similarly Ooty's century-old Botanic Garden provides lovely scenery in the sunny afternoon with its towering eucalyptuses, araucanias, pines, lily ponds and tiny fossilised trunk.
The 'Outlaw gang' again choose not to join the main group for an expensive dinner at a palace, opting for delicious bargains of malai kofta and a paper dosa at the local Sree Saravanaas Pure Veg ...
... chamber of the cylinder to the coals below, displacing ashes to the floor for later disposal. The chaiwala takes the two pitchers and with precision and grace, throws the chai back and forth between the two pitchers held about four feet apart. (Please click link to see a picture, bc I think that will be able to give you what my words can not.) Hardly a drop falls to the floor and the mixture is perfectly aerated and bubbly at top. Sadly, I didn't have any of the chai, but I got ...
... amongst the valley which gradually ascended the mountainside, crawling up bringing its ethereal form to us atop. And so as the mist bought its dampness to us we descended, back to the village where the jeep awaited. Then after we all squeezed our aching legs back into this carriage the driver took us all back down to Marias “seventh circle of hell”, back to the horns and sensory overload that is the Indian towns. We had experienced the brief ...
... then look away, hoping not to be the one put on the spot! One of the Scots stepped up, meanwhile we all watched and critiqued his OSCE skills. Luckily this all happened at the very end of the walk with the bus only a few minutes walk away.
We had just enough energy left at the end of our stroll for 9 medical students who were meant to be in school to go competitive pedallo-ing on the lake back in Ooty town. We did not win, ...
... In other news, I just finished reading the novel "The Good Earth", by Pearl Buck. This is a Pulitzer Prize winning story by a Nobel Literature Prize winning author about the plight of a family in China. The book was written in the early 1930s and was a best seller at that time. I'm not sure what the real meaning behind the book is, but here is what I got out of it:
Life is full of ups and downs - and just when you think things are going well, ...