Having had our fill of the dryness of Hampi and Mysore we decided to get back on it and head down to Kerala. Cue ten hours on a horrendous night coach. Fearing the worst after the last few journeys i decided to err on the side of caution and double drop xanax before getting on the bus. In theory this was a great idea but either i misheard the time it would take to get there or the driver drove like a nutter to get us there early but i was still in full sleep mode when i literally fell off [View Full Entry]

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So leaving Hampi seemed sad as we had made such good friends there but there are only so many rocks to fall off, or weed shakes to consume so we decided to hit the road again. Cue another horrific night coach to Bangalore on which the driver insisted on pumping out crap indian music very loud even though we were trying to sleep. This was probably to distract us from the fact that he was either a) completely pissed or b) never actually driven a bus in his life which would account for us rolling round the bus all night. I [View Full Entry]

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So after checking out at 10am we had 13 hours to kill before catching our bus to Hampi, thirteen brutal hours spent sweating on the floor of the baggage room in our hotel whilst whatever i had eaten or drunk tried to leave my system any which way. Not pleasant at all, but we struggled to Ankola about 30k away to catch our bus at 11 only for it to turn up at 12 already full of passengers with a very irate driver who didnt seem to want to let us on at all. Catherine and i were lucky and managed [View Full Entry]

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So we struggled out of our hotel in the morning determined that there would be no more taxis, we would be proper travellers and get the train down to Gokarna. I was completely ruined from the night before and struggled not to be sick on myself on the way to the. I say train station in the nicest possible way but as everything is in India, this was a shack with a train platform attached. We were then informed that the train was late/possible not coming and faced with the prospect of five to ten hours waiting for it or a [View Full Entry]

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So we have been having a great old time in Palolem, almost like a proper holiday really and have really enjoyed meeting tons of people. Catherine bonded with an indian who has obviously either watched loads of Eastenders or talked to loads of english backpackers as he spoke like a market stall holder. I thought he was a twat straight off but humoured Catherine only to be confirmed right when we had discovered he had added loads of beers and his dinner to our tab. Payment back was given when Catherine tried to change the music, cutting off all sound througfhout [View Full Entry]

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So here we are in lovely Palolem, and after a few days of quietness and serious sightseeing we were more than ready to cut loose again. ( which we managed too quite successfully). After a few hours looking around we finally got into our accomodation and i took a much need snooze as have had insommnia for a few days. We then went out and proceeded to get absolutely twatted with a bunch of guys from Birmingham and few Israelis. Since being in india i have met so many Israelis, most of whom are massive stoners and although nice, im not [View Full Entry]

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Well we finally made it out of Baga, but not before we were harrassed mercilessly on the beach, in the bar, in the street and some guy even hovered outside our hotel (we think he was exposing himself in the bushes). Generally we didnt do much there and couldnt face the prospect of going to teh seedy bars and just ended up staying in for the two nights we were there. Unfortunately i woke up to find i had been abised by mosquitos in the night and had 39 bites all over my body but in practically a full sleeve up [View Full Entry]

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Well here we are in Baga, unfortunately. We spent our last night in Arambol supposedly having a quiet meal as we were both hungover. We ate at a restaurant called The Rice Bowl overlooking the sea and all was going well until we met a crazy bloke called George and/or Will who was russian and believed he came from outer space. He was a prime example of someone who has been in india too long and smoked way too many drugs! Another giveaway was the fact that he was wearing a cannabis leaf tshirt, pants with Jamaica written across them and [View Full Entry]

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After a frantic two days in Mumbai, we have escaped to Goa and to the beach1 We have travelled north to Arambol which is about an hour away from central Goa. Arambol so far seems to have escaped the tourist trail and is a small resort full of ageing hippies and crustys (who are all lovely and friendly) . We have a room overlooking the beach which is clean and spacious and more importantly only coast us one pound eighty a night each. The only downside is the mosquito activity and the ratty looking squirrel thing that lives in the roof [View Full Entry]

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Well finally, my first blog entry! It has been a struggle to find a computer that actually works here so better late than never im afraid. So...... We set off on the 2nd at about 10pm for a fairly uneventful flight apart from me being upset with the curry dinner that blew my head off followed by a wierd fainting fit about halfway through the flight which i put down to too much celebrating leaving england and a cold. Virgin were mean spirited and wouldnt even let me faint in first class but instead just let me sit amongst all the [View Full Entry]

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