A breath of fresh air in Ooty
January 15th 2007 After getting on buses, getting off again and then waiting for a while, I eventually found the right bus to Ooty, that was actually going there. We left with a bus loads of people, my bags by my feet so my knees were close to my chest and two guys sat, one on the toher's laps. Was pretty funny. After a while the road got steeper and stepper and turned into hairpin bins, careering around cliff tops
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