The Willow Hill Ootacamund
58/1 Havelock Road, ooty Ootacamund, Tamil Nadu, 643001, India
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Snooty Ooty
After 5 hours in a smart government bus up the hairpin-bend roads into the Nilgiri hills of Tamil Nadu, we arrived in the fresh alpine air of Ooty at 2,200 metres above sea level, a welcome escapee from the heat of the plains, and with a distinctly dry feel in the air. It's the Simla of south India - a retreat for the British during the raj. A few …
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Tea and toy trains
... in the right direction and one of them said he was going that way and would take us. It turned out that the man lived on the estate. He invited us in for coffee, so we went into his 3 room house, shared with his mother and wife (and 2 children who had moved out). His mother brought out 2 coffees and some bombay mix. We started to drink the coffee but it was soon apparent that we had done something wrong. The man picked up a spare cup, took my coffee and ...
Ooty 4
... basketball - or perhaps football? Anyway, all eyes of the nation were glued to the TV - and when India defeated Sri Lanka, the country erupted in euphoria. It's nice to be in a country when it wins a world championship - in anything.
In the evening I took another bus home because it had rained quite a bit and flooded the underpass on the road to my guest house. Had I not taken the bus I would have had to wade through ankle-deep ...
Ooty 3
... hostage, so I just JERKED it out of his hand with full force. This didn't stop him from asking for money - but it did make it easier for me to say no - as I was escaping into the sunset.
This is not to say that I will not shake anyone's hand again. During the course of the day, several people want to shake my white hand - and they have no ulterior motives. So if someone appears to be coming at me with their hand extended to shake mine, ...
Jungle Life
... grand sightings were of chital deer, langur monkeys, peacocks, wild boar, and the greatest most exciting sighting of a family of wild elephants, complete with their young, crossing the road just before us. For most of our outing there was a wild storm raging, with heavy rain and flashes of lightning.
John pointed out to us a holiday camp for temple elephants, needing a break from the routine of accepting coins from pilgrims in return for blessing them ...



