Sunday, May 18, 08
Milan arrives mid-morning on his motorbike and we are off to look into bus and train schedules. We want to find our way to Kodaikkanal and on to Udagamandalam, let's just call it Ooty. Train is nearly impossible and bus is out of the question. The first part, to Kodai, will be by taxi. Transport from there will be worked out later. We will most likely be out for a week. When we leave will be decided over dinner. Distances are immense with less options than I've yet found anywhere. Then, following our investigating, Milan has a coffee and I have a lemon soda at La Terrasse, just off the ocean walkway. The fact that the French were here for many years is evident everywhere. Many of the streets have French names like Victor Simonel St., Campagnie St. and Rue Dumas.
In an internet cafe owned by Sharda's sister...Oh, I haven't introduced Sharda. Sharda is Milan's girlfriend. In the internet I have an ice coffee waiting for a computer to become free. Bollywood is on the large screen TV. Young people are spread out enjoying the soap opera movie. Being in Hindi, I understand nothing. There, a computer is free.
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