Trip Start Feb 15, 2006
164Trip End Feb 16, 2007
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Our guide book had in no way prepared me for the feast before my eyes as we made our way up the road that leads to the top of the hill station. As far as the eye can see there is every shade of green and brown imaginable. Add to these dots of orange, stands of golden yellow, circles of purple and you have your very own canvas of a mountain hill side. The sun is setting just ahead of us and often to my left only adds to the beauty of the sky line.
Half way up and the cool breeze seeps through the windows. It's a good two hour drive up the hill but the breath taking views make it all worth while. We check into a hotel opposite the bus stop as we can't be bothered to argue with taxi drivers. This is the only place in India where you will not see a single rikshaw and its heaven. We go for a wonder, have dinner and are ready for bed. Its hard work living out of a rucksack at times.
Accommodation prices have gone through the roof now that it is April, this is the start of summer for them to us it feels like a rare summers day in England. Also Sri Baba is due to arrive and is adored by everyone. People have travelled miles to see him and prices in some hotels have trebled because he is on his way. In the morning we walk for miles taking in the sights while also looking for somewhere cheaper to stay. We eventually settle on the Palace Hotel, it's further down the hill and the view is fantastic for 300 rupees.
We spend the next day sight seeing and share our mini bus with an Indian family from Chennai who made us feel extremely welcome. We had tea with them and talked for a few hours. On our last day we went to the lake, took a bike ride around the road and it was mental as Sri Baba had arrived and there were lots of people dressed in white.
Tomorrow we set of to Munnar the land of tea.
To be continued. . . . .