Today has been infinitely better than yesterday. I think I was just feeling distinctly unloved but that was rectified last night/this morning after receiving lots of lovely messages and phone calls. I am such a whore for attention!
I’d been worried about the bus journey to Madarai, as I can’t imagine being on a bus for 7 hours and not once needing to go to toilet. I piss like a racehorse as it is without having my bladder being subjected to the bumpy Indian roads for hours on end. I have no idea how people do it. Silla, the Swedish girl I met was always on buses. Fuck that, I want as much luxury as I can afford.
My lovely landlord came to my rescue and organised a sleeper bus for me. Not only does it have toilets, I also get a bed. I suppose there’s a slight clue in the title, sleeper bus. He drove me down to the travel agent on the back of his bike (by way of a change). Whilst on the way he said that he would let them know that we were coming as it was the last ticket. He then starts texting. Shall I just check for traffic then?
Today is a public holiday. They are celebrating the Elephant god Ganesha. Apparently it’s his birthday. To have a birthday don’t you have to be real?. Call me cynical but I’m not having there was ever a man who was half elephant and half man. It would be a lot funnier for me if it was the other way around and his face was human but his bottom half was like an elephant. That I could get involved with.
I’d been worried about the bus journey to Madarai, as I can’t imagine being on a bus for 7 hours and not once needing to go to toilet. I piss like a racehorse as it is without having my bladder being subjected to the bumpy Indian roads for hours on end. I have no idea how people do it. Silla, the Swedish girl I met was always on buses. Fuck that, I want as much luxury as I can afford.
My lovely landlord came to my rescue and organised a sleeper bus for me. Not only does it have toilets, I also get a bed. I suppose there’s a slight clue in the title, sleeper bus. He drove me down to the travel agent on the back of his bike (by way of a change). Whilst on the way he said that he would let them know that we were coming as it was the last ticket. He then starts texting. Shall I just check for traffic then?
Today is a public holiday. They are celebrating the Elephant god Ganesha. Apparently it’s his birthday. To have a birthday don’t you have to be real?. Call me cynical but I’m not having there was ever a man who was half elephant and half man. It would be a lot funnier for me if it was the other way around and his face was human but his bottom half was like an elephant. That I could get involved with.
All over town there are clay statues being made of Ganesha. They all buy one to take to the temple and then in 3 days time they take them down to the sea and thrown them in. Like India needs some more shit in its water. As it is it is about the dirtiest sea I have ever seen. It is also flip flop central. I have never seen so many solo flip flops floating about.
I met a bloke earlier on who asked me if I had any English coins as he wants to give them to his kids. As it happens I do have a couple kicking about so I said I would bring them to him later (I’ve got sod all better to do). He said in return he will read my palm. They believe in Elephant men so of course they are going to be all over palm reading. I’ll let you know how I get on.
It’s going to be pretty hard for him to read my left hand as it is covered in Henna. I look like I have fallen asleep with my hand in a bucket of shite. I was going to dye my hair as I have a few grey ones. I bought some henna (which I had to mix with my hand). I did a test strand and the test strand went bright orange. I think I’ll stick with the grey!
I met a bloke earlier on who asked me if I had any English coins as he wants to give them to his kids. As it happens I do have a couple kicking about so I said I would bring them to him later (I’ve got sod all better to do). He said in return he will read my palm. They believe in Elephant men so of course they are going to be all over palm reading. I’ll let you know how I get on.
It’s going to be pretty hard for him to read my left hand as it is covered in Henna. I look like I have fallen asleep with my hand in a bucket of shite. I was going to dye my hair as I have a few grey ones. I bought some henna (which I had to mix with my hand). I did a test strand and the test strand went bright orange. I think I’ll stick with the grey!
Great blogs Kate , keep them coming, totally entertaining, As Leigh says you should def write a book ! Safe journeys : ) Lynsey
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