DDD - The Memorable Coffee I Keep Forgetting
Trip Start Sep 02, 2012
42Trip End Oct 10, 2012
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I should imagine that the pharmaceutical companies don't have a very big market for laxatives
in India! Never in a million years did I think,when beginning our blog at the start of our 39 day adventure in India, that poo stories would feature so heavily! If we're not relating stories as to what's there out on the streets, it's stories of what's happening in our private bathrooms!!! It just never seems to end – I lost another day on Monday – slept 24 hours and missed
Mamallapuram! I suggested to Ginger that the way forward with this ' in the one end and immediately out the other' conundrum is to totally miss out the middle man (or woman), - order the food then immediately take the plate and flush it straight down the toilet! Same price, same conclusion - job's a good 'un.
Arrived in Chennii on Sunday after a 2 hour flight and met up with our new travelling companions at 4pm. We've got Gary & Linette from Oz and sisters Sandy & Zita
from Canada and our new guide is Santo. It's Santo's first Intrepid trip and he's very nice but trying a bit too hard. He took us on a massive 'orientation walk' and we didn't get back to the hotel till about 5 hours later – we were all absolutely knackered! Monday morning we
were up early again to get a private car at 6 for the 2 hour journey to our next stop, Mamallapuram. Can't report much about that place as I spent most of the previous night in the bathroom - no details needed there - then pretty much the following 24 hours asleep – that's what it does, it just knocks you out totally!
Tuesday – fighting fit and up early again, although not at the crack of dawn this time thankfully. We are catching the 8 am train for an endless journey to Madurai - 9 hours! We had a very brief (10 mins) orientation of the roads around our hotel on arrival, then went off to
The south is so much different from the north, it's almost like being in a different country. It's very clean for a start. The people have much darker skin and don't seem to speak as much english – which makes every little thing we do so very difficult. Ordering stuff in a cafe takes forever and you don't necessarily get what you asked for. Then getting the bill is just as difficult! It's obviously nobody's fault just a language barrier thing, but so frustrating when you think you've explained what you want and the person you're talking to is smiling and wobbling his head – then he gets it wrong! This morning, I was on my way downstairs and someone asked if I wanted a cup of coffee. I thought that would be nice and even nicer when I saw him go to the Memorable Coffee Cafe across the road (just laughing cause had to ask Ginger
for the second time the name of the coffee!!! - obviously not that memorable!)) Anyway, he brought a pot back, then brings a cup of really nice (memorable) coffee over to
me in reception. When I went back up to my room, there's another (cold) cup of coffee waiting for me there as well. Did he think maybe I was part of a set of twins or summat?
Went off to see a very elaborate temple complex – the second largest Hindu temple in all Asia no less – very impressive.
Excerpt Taken From Doris's Diary Copyright 2012
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