Udhag… Udhagama… Bugger It. Ooty.

It was around 6am when I hopped off the bus in Udhagamandalam and all of the water in my face cells promptly froze. I'm not even shitting you. Ooty (as it's commonly known because Udhagamandalam just looks like drunk texting) is cold at this time of year. Fucking cold. We're talking frost on the ground, [...]

Sit There And Just Look Pretty, Sweetheart

Kodaikanal basically has one job and that's to sit there and look pretty, and it does it incredibly well. It's high up here, about 2100 m.a.s.l. so it gets pretty chilly at night which is basically a politer way of saying "Fuck my life, you could fashion diamonds with my nipples right now!" I'm not [...]

A Sod Off Great Big Temple And A Little Chat About Gandhi

The road from Munnar to Madurai probably registers about the same on the oh-em-eff-gee-it's-stunning rating as it does on the shit-your-pants rating, so that makes the narrows roads with the sheers drop to the left slightly easier to deal with then. The road was blocked by a fuck off great big rock the other day [...]

I Came, I Saw, I Selfied

Kanyakumari is basically as far south as you can go in India. If you tried to go any further south you'd probably drown. You wouldn't even know which ocean you actually drowned in either on account of the fact that this is where three oceans meet, it'd be like some manner of water inhalation lottery. [...]