We finally
arrived in Thiruvananthapuram at 4am in search of a cheap place to stay. We got a place that cost 700R which is less
than a tenner. The saying you get what you pay for has never
been more true. The bed was even harder
than the one at the hostel (how is that even possible?) and was covered in
hebbie jebbies. I have lost any sense of
pride so was just glad of a place to rest my head. That was until I realised the pillow was as hard as a
paving block. Stefan was a complete
gentleman and offered me his (which was marginally softer). How cute is
that? Stefan is now my favourite person
in the world (see how easy I am to please….no comments on that please).
After about
5 hours sleep we went to visit the city.
As the boys had been there before I figured that they would be like tour
guides. Were they fuck. We aimlessly wandered around, as grumpy as
hell. We looked at a temple (from the
outside. Brilliant. Glad we came all this way). We eventually went to the beach but I was so tired all I wanted was to be back in
my stone bed again.
A photo of those orange trousers is most definitely required:)
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