In the complete absence of anything to do whatsoever I thought I may as well kill a bit of time writing a blog entry. I'm currently in Bangalore, the famed IT captial of India, waiting for a flight to Mumbai and then onwards to Heathrow tomorrow. Leaving Kathamndu on Monday I flew down to Mumbai from where I had an internal flight booked on to Bangalore on the Tuesday morning. On arrival at Mumbai my airport pick up and associated reserved hotel room faileds to ...

I'm loathed to make sewage a regular feature of this blog but I cannot help but mention it again as I pick up from the last entry. The last update was from the east coast town of Puri where we stayed for a couple of days longer before heading further north to Calcutta. Being famed as a beach town and popular with Indian holiday makers, I decided one morning (after awaking early due to the outrageously loud snoring from my new roommate) to wander the beach. This w...

India stinks, little would refute anything otherwise, however it's a case of extremes in a country of extremes. At the one end of the scale you have the hunger inducing wafts from the roadside food sellers and the smoke from incense sticks filling the streets, to the horrible concoction of rotting urine, poo, and rubbish. It's a pity the former doesn't prevail but this to me seems to be a result of a lack of pigs. As the Indian's don't eat pork the pigs in the co...

Further to the last blog update we have snaked yet further through southern India and currently reside in the steaming hot town of Mamallapuram in the south eastern state of Tamil Nadu. The typing of this blog entry should be a little more worry free than the last as there seems to be mains power in this internet cafe and therefore no need to run the computer off a car battery and turn the lights off to save electricity. Power cuts are a frequent occurrence here ...

...... and I was doing so well. 10 days in India with with my toilet routines fully intact and rumble free intestines. This all changed of course, and in spectacular fashion upon arrival in the south eastern city of Cochin. Thankfully it was upon arrival and not during the 10 hour journey south from the previous place as I didn't want to be first person to have to drop their shorts next to the road alongside the truck. I had it coming, not because I had survived ...