. Three hours later, Kate sleeping most of the way again, we arrived at Kodaikanal where the people seemed friendlier and directed us to our hotel. Feeling shattered, we checked in early and they gave us a skanky basement room, until ours would be ready later, to sleep in. It was freezing, but we slept until 2pm. Shane had a trapped nerve in his leg from the cramped bus journeys and we vowed never to travel by bus at night again! On our way out for a juice we asked at reception when our room would be ready - they said fifteen minutes. However when we returned an hour later they took us our room which hadn't been cleaned from the last guests and stank of urine! After our room had been cleaned in front of us, we both decided that we would only be spending one night there instead of the planned three! We found a much friendlier hotel when we went out for dinner that evening.
Kate still wasn't feeling well after two weeks and I had finally managed to wear her down and took her to the hospital. Kate was scared of going to the hospital, but it was clean, quiet and very friendly which was a good job as we went back four more times in the nine days that we were in Kodai! After further tests and two different types of antibiotics, Kate was told that some parasites were living in her intestines, gross!! Just one tablet before bed cured Kate the next day. So we went to Coakers Walk
. The views would've been better if there was less cloud!
The next day we booked our flights to Thailand. Before which we had a four hour hair-pin turn bus ride down the mountain to Madurai, where we stayed the night - another crazy, dusty and busy Indian city. Early next morning (too early) we had breakfast in the roof and then headed straight to Madurai airport. Yet again, this Indian airport was incongruent to its surroundings - clean, quiet and brand new. We flew to Delhi via Chennai (4 hours) landing at 2:30pm. We had a flight the same day at 6:30pm to Bangkok (4 hours). All the while Shane had a trapped nerve, which put him in a bad mood!
The journey from hell started in a so called ultra deluxe bus - which it was not! Shane's knees were crushed on the seat in front of him, there was no air con and we were probably the only sober ones on the bus! This journey lasted for eight hours, and having taken piriton for her mahoosive mosquito bite, Kate was asleep for most of the journey despite thirty odd Indian men getting on after a couple of hours and standing in the aisle and the bus breaking down a couple of times on route! Shane got no sleep! We arrived at Palani (a huge bus station) at three in the morning and had to wait until 5am for our connecting bus. The pay to use toilets were vile (just like several other pay to use toilets on our trip) and yet several girls were trying to bathe from a stand in pool of stagnant water. About a hundred homeless people used the station floor as their bed, many of them use a sheet to a cover themselves from head to toe - it was a shocking sight. The other bus turns up with even less legroom, harder seats and all the men stank of stale alcohol and weed