A Leopard and a Caveman

Tour of Sri Lanka – Tissamaharama and Ella

So old, he's been around since Jesus was a boy

I left Galle on a local bus, after having politely declined the offer of a long distance tuktuk ride to my next stop at Tissamaharama (Driver: “It’s only six hours by tuktuk”!). Even though I had to take two roughed-up local buses, it would still be more comfortable and faster than a bloody tuktuk! I say comfortable, but that’s misleading, as there was no air conditioning and the driver was clearly crazy; seemingly surprised when cows failed to move out of the way, causing him to brake sharply. On top of this, the bus soon started to fill up, meaning that I was forced to sit with my legs across my luggage, folding them into numerous yoga positions whilst attempting to meditate myself to Tissamaharama. Unfortunately a local weirdo sat next to me, Continue reading

Sun, Sea & Sex (Doggy Style)

Tour of Sri Lanka – Kalutara and Galle

Gangatilaka Vihara – less impressive on the inside

After the challenging tour of South India I landed in Sri Lanka to find, with some relief, that it is positively different to India. They actually bother to collect rubbish on a regular basis, which is always nice, plus there is a genuine warmth and laid-back attitude in the locals. The driving is quite bad, but nothing compared to India’s roads. They actually stop at pedestrian crossings! Sometimes. I was met at the airport by Tumee, a friend from Travbuddy.com, who took me to his recommended first destination of Kalutara. Although he is biased, as it’s his hometown! It’s a pleasant, but slightly dull seaside resort with a notable landmark of the Gangatilaka Vihara buddist temple. And that’s it. Continue reading

Snakes and Undercover Bars

Tour of South India – Kochi and Tiruchirapalli

Kerala backwater cruise

After another tiring overnight bus journey (but at least I had a bed on my own this time!), I made it to Kochi in Kerala.  Kerala is modestly refered to as ‘God’s own country’ by the locals. Parts of the state have beautiful tropical beaches and mangrove-lined backwaters, but Kochi itself is a laid back fishing town, with picturesque old colonial architecture and a stunning view from the jetty of the massive Chinese fishing nets used by local fishermen. And of industrial silos and cranes from the nearby port. But it’s still a worthy addition to the tour schedule. It has a distinctly un-Indian vibe; for example, it has a huge Christmas tree and it’s the first place that I’ve visited in which no-one complains when they have to give me change. Continue reading

Sleep With A Giant, Shower With An Elephant

Tour of South India – Hampi and Bangalore

A little too friendly for my liking

“You don’t have a girlfriend?!” Not again. This is starting to irk me. “Ha ha this must be some kind of joke!” No, it’s not. “Do you not like girls?” Yes, I do. “But you are handsome.” So I keep hearing. “Ha ha. Why no girlfriend?” Ha Ha back. Okay, I’m tired of this now. Unfortunately I was a captive audience for the taxi driver taking me to the overnight bus travelling inland from Goa to Hampi.

I had a terrible sense of foreboding about this trip. Sure, I had booked what was called a ‘bed’, but this is India, so I was worried that there would be three of us stretched across two beds or some other hassle. The other passengers were a mix of tourists and locals, including a party of fourteen Koreans, one of whom had taken the bed next to mine. Continue reading

Beware The Monkey Muggers!

Tour of South India – Mumbai and Goa

No, that's fine, you finish it. Thief.

I finally left the hell hole of Delhi, before losing my sanity, although not without more hassle; this time a long delay to my flight. Never mind, I’m sure this is a one-off, I thought. Surely there is nowhere in India that sharply demonstrates the chasm between rich and poor than Mumbai, optimistically referred to as ‘India’s Big Apple’. In your dreams. Rotten apple, more like. 55% of the population live in slums and that doesn’t take into account those who live on the streets. Having said that, it is still an improvement on Delhi, being slightly less hectic and with some interesting colonial architecture.

Not that I saw much of it, as I was still suffering from Delhi Belly and finding walking too much of an exertion, Continue reading

Deadly Driving & Dirt: Welcome To Delhi

Delhi traffic (off peak)

So I finally packed up my stuff and put it into storage as I embark on my sabbatical. Well deserved time off work in my biased opinion! But not before being ripped off my a Heathrow airport taxi driver on the way to my overnight hotel stay and early morning flight. He even had the nerve to short change me and then claim that he didn’t have any change! I went mental, to put it bluntly! No-one messes with Stewie… Unless I’m in a foreign country and don’t notice, of course. Lots of people do that.

After a seemingly endless flight via Doha, the last thing that my sore eyes needed to see was the truly hideous carpet that welcomes passengers to Delhi airport. It looks like one of those Magic Eye pictures stretching into the distance and I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be seeing 3D images popping out from ‘beyond’ the yellow and brown shapes. Continue reading

Police Horse vs. Students (Horse Wins)

I work directly alongside Westminster Abbey, close to the Houses of Parliament, which means that I have a prime position whenever there are protest marches in London. There have been several student protests over the last few weeks in protest at education cuts and proposed rises in university tuition fees, but on this day my working day was disrupted by the big daddy of all student protests, as MPs prepared to vote on the changes that evening. From just after 1pm there were countless riot police and police on horseback preparing for the 40,000+ protesters who were marching through central London.

From around 3pm the action got tasty! Police implemented their ‘kettling’ tactic but hundreds of protesters forced their way through, having thrown flares, smoke bombs and pieces of metal fencing that they had broken up. Continue reading