From Bengaluru to Kodaikanal

Things have been fairly low-key lately. Firstly I moved from Hampi to Bengaluru (formerly Bangalore). It was the most modern and Western feeling city I've been to in India, but was ultimately quite uninteresting. I then moved on to Mysore, a popular place for local tourists. It's famous for it's market; I've never seen so many bananas!

Mysore was followed by Ooty, another popular place for local tourists. Up in the hills it was chilly and green and felt like England. Again, there was little to do, but I did meet the goalkeeper of Chennai (formerly Madras) football team, plus I visited surely the worlds worst theme park; Jolly World! After spending the 5 rupee entrance fee (about 6 pence), I strolled around the nearly-empty gardens, dangerous looking climbing frames, and stationery circular rides, before leaving ten minutes later. I didn't feel even remotely more jolly.

Ooty was followed by an impromptu stop in Palani, a town not even in my guidebook. I was clearly off the beaten track based on the stares from the locals, but after one night I moved on. I now find myself in Kodaikanal, another Ooty-style Indian tourist town, but the foggy views ruin the otherwise beautiful scenery.

So maybe I've been on the road for too long, but clearly the last week or so has been unexciting. I now enter my final month. Hopefully the grand finale is just around the corner.