At home if I’d have been on a bus packed with people in boiling hot weather it would be my idea of hell. But in India – this was the best bus journey I have ever been on.
The bus turned up with music blaring through the open windows. I was lucky enough to get a seat right next to the door so got to see so much. Over the hour long journey the bus got really busy. There is an amazing sense of urgency when it comes to transport in India. People pushing to get on and off of the bus quickly before the driver carries on moving. It was great seeing the different people getting on the bus, women in brightly coloured sari’s, little kids peering up at me, men curiously gazing at me with my grin from ear to ear. What struck me was the strength of the women in their 70s and 80s pushing their way onto the bus and standing their ground. Although there is pushing and shoving there is still a great level of respect between the people on the bus. The driver was so fast twisting and turning and beeping along the narrow roads. When I arrived I was completely hyper, my friend Stretch was sat at the back and found the journey horrendous.
This journey was the end of an enjoyable time spent in Coorg – the Scotland of India. On the first day we went to Abbi Falls and walked a very undulating 8km back to our homestay. This was after we spent an hour walking trying to find the tourist information office. It was marked on Google maps but alas when we arrived it wasn’t there. ..grumpy Lesley emerged for a little while. Despite this we made a friend, a dog followed us the whole way and even ran after us when we got in a rickshaw – so cute.
The next day we climbed the Kaputi mountain on a guided trek. It was a hardcore climb, involving sticks, leaches, lots of falling over and laughter – it was brilliant.
So a very good week of beautiful walks. Amongst all this I’m becoming more assertive and learning to ask for what I want and need – big ones for me! I’m currently back in Mysore as I needed to do a load of laundry. Last night we went out with 12 other people from the hostel. I’m feeling chilled and looking forward to moving on to Ooty for more mountains and trekking! I really am loving India.