Road trip (continued)

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. 

Whilst at the beach I realised that I may be slightly inappropriately dressed for India.  I had what can only be described as a camel toe on show.  I thought my top was longer than it actually was.  People were staring all day.  The final straw came when some young India boys asked if they could take their picture with me.  I can only imagine that I looked like (a really rubbish) porn star. I went to the only shop I could find and I'm now the proud owner of a pair of bright orange elephant print baggy trousers.  I have never felt so sexy.  Thank fuck none of you can see me now.