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May 16th – Going it alone

We awoke early that morning, despite both having sore heads from drinking too much and fighting off dog attacks. Alec was going home. He had only planned on accompanying me for a month or two and he was finally running … Continue reading

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April 28th – Allapey

I had been dozing through the helicopter-din of heavy rain on the roof above our heads but the thunder clap bought me sharply to my senses. It had been a strange and restless night in our little green box, plagued … Continue reading

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April 24th – Leaving Tamil Nadu

Today, sweating and dirty, we blitzed the long and bumpy return journey to Trivandrum, ditching our dusty bus in Madurai for a packed train. Having not reserved our seats on the latter, we perched on the top luggage rack of … Continue reading

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April 19th – Holy chariots

>BeepBeepBeep< It is 4.30AM, it is still pitch-dark and already half the hotel is awake. From through the thin walls we hear muffled conversations, the sound of clothes being slopped in a giant washing bowl somewhere and an eerie hymn … Continue reading

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April 16th – Kanniyakumari, the tip of the iceberg

Formerly known as Cape Comorin, Kanniyakumari is a pilgrimage town that is set right down on the most southerly tip of the Indian mainland, and is famed for the point at which the Arabian Sea, the Indian Ocean and the … Continue reading

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April 15th – Trivandrum

That morning we moved out into the new city and the new country we found ourselves in. Out new city was Trivandrum, the capital of the state of Kerala, one of the most southern states on the Indian subcontinent. The … Continue reading

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April 7th – Climbing Adam’s Peak

I write my diary as we are sat on Hatton train station platform, on a luggage trolley, in the pouring rain. I am tired, dirty and feeling pretty ready for a shower. We had awoken and left our little green … Continue reading

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