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... had in India yet:)
Chocolate:) All over Ooty were shops selling home made chocolate. I'd never seen this before in India so thought maybe there was a coco plantation nearby, turns out there isn't but it was something the british introduced a long time ago but that it has only recently dropped in price to make it affordable and popular with the indian locals/tourists. I think it must also be becauseit is cold enough here to stop it melting! We obviously ...
... in the BBC series about the history of India. While I wish I had brought more of my documentaries with me, perhaps having finished the ones I had with me will allow me to pick up the pace on my reading.
I have been away from home for a month - and I STILL haven't had a comment from my friend Lek in Bangkok. Lek - are you still alive? What's up? A trip is not a trip without a comment from you!
Sunday, 10 April, 2011
I met a ...
... in my direction – carrying a stack of boxes of granola bars. My immediate thought was that they must have bought them here since they were carrying them in their hands. I also figured that if they found granola bars, the place where they bought them might also have other goodies of interest to foreigners like me. So I ran back to catch up with them –and asked them where they had bought the stuff. They were in such a hurry that they didn’t even ...
... he said, it would be a mere cold, but for a man it was like being on the edge of death.
John drove us along the jungle road towards Bokkapuram, pointing out en route where a French lady had been killed by elephants only a year before. We drove offroad, and up to a small hilltop temple to Murugan, the warrior like brother of Ganesh, from where John showed us the views of jungle land, his own home being there at the base of the mountain, and in another direction ...
... therapy; individuals simply need love. The society is the patient and needs hospitilisation.'
Shankar turned up just before midday to make us cups of tea and see what we wanted for lunch. I have not been a tea drinker for a long time now, too scared off the caffeine headaches, but as he had made me one I risked it, dunking my biccies in it, and what a joy it was.
How can one not try tea in a hill station surrounded by tea gardens?
I gave Shankar some ...