That was a slice, Mr. Singh...
It took 50 hours to get from Darjeeling back to Chennai.
Three hours by car to NJP to catch a train, then 47 hours on the train.
It wasn't so bad. There was only me and an Indian Air Force office in his 40s who was being deployed to Bangalore, Mr. Singh. We got along.
The time actually passed pretty quickly.
I re-read Don Quixote.
Played around with the camera (1,100 photos and counting), slept, and hung out the side of the train.
Unforunately my cousin's final exam is next week, so no going to Kerala.
Instead we're going to hit up Pondicherry.
But honnestly, if I just stay here, go to the beach, sleep, and try to figure out how I'm going to bring back all this crap, I'll be a happy, happy man...
Three hours by car to NJP to catch a train, then 47 hours on the train.
It wasn't so bad. There was only me and an Indian Air Force office in his 40s who was being deployed to Bangalore, Mr. Singh. We got along.
The time actually passed pretty quickly.
I re-read Don Quixote.
Played around with the camera (1,100 photos and counting), slept, and hung out the side of the train.
Unforunately my cousin's final exam is next week, so no going to Kerala.
Instead we're going to hit up Pondicherry.
But honnestly, if I just stay here, go to the beach, sleep, and try to figure out how I'm going to bring back all this crap, I'll be a happy, happy man...