After a long cold train ride we arrived in Khajuraho as dawn was breaking. An hour of tuktuking to our guesthouse. Then off for an explore of this den of ancient iniquity! What a change of scene – away from Varanasi and into the serenity and down-right sexiness of the temples. So much more than… Continue reading Sexy Khajuraho – World Heritage Eroticism!
Sorry to start on such a negative note, but here’s a thing. What’s the most polluted city in India? It’s quite a serious feat, yet Varanasi holds the title….by quite a margin I reckon, and on several levels. It’s a long hard journey by bus, train and road from Kolkata, so we fly. LANDED…After… Continue reading VARANASI-VERYNASTY…..but…with goats
I’ve returned to Kolkata for my birthday and headed back to Park Street where my family were living when i was born. Alas, I couldn’t find our old flat but headed off exploring my old stomping ground. Across the Hoogly River (could be a song title) and under the famous Howrah bridge, we sploshed and… Continue reading Kolkata – birthday boy
Postboxes in Visakhapatanam bus station. Let’s go to Koraput….A gruelling 24 hours of travelling, overnight 3rd class sleeper (fuck!!!) train to Visakhapatnam on the coast, a long hot wait and then a 7 hour bus ride, turned out to be one of the best decisions I made in India. I totally fell in love with… Continue reading MAGICAL-Hill-tribes in Orissa district.
Continuing onward and upward, into the interior, we whizzed to Hyderabad from Pondicherry Airport on Spice Jet’s finest. Another fairly large city, but with some hidden gems. First day’s walk to the Laad Bazaar. We found a great slum area that night, that turned into our go-to spot, and met lots of the locals. Even… Continue reading Hyderabad? No! Hyderagood!
Bangalore was a bit shite – bananas!! We headed on the sleeper train to Pondicherry in the Tamil Nadu, for the festival of Pongal. The festival takes place over four days and is the Tamil harvest festival celebrating mother nature. We were there to bomb around on a new trusty steed and see the rice… Continue reading Pondicherry’s Pongal Pots
I came here 25 years ago and find that I still love this city. Busy and laid back at the same time and a real feeling of India. A completely different vibe to the coast and one of the best market areas I’ve come across. Great characters always ready to engage in a bit of… Continue reading Mysore Market Madness