Better Fruit in India – VIDEO
Indian fruit is so much better than Australian fruit. Grow better fruit Australia!
Indian fruit is so much better than Australian fruit. Grow better fruit Australia!
I moved quickly, but only just quickly enough. I squatted in the humid toilet stall panting and thanking my good fortune to be in the railway station where public amenities are close by. I’d been lucky, but my confidence was shaken. India had been lulling me into a false sense of security. The game was on…
“Here’s the thing. Hitchhiking is… a complete shit show. Nothing ever goes to plan. Actually, scratch that, there is no plan. You set out, you keep moving and if you’re lucky you get somewhere, but hardly ever where you intended to be…”
“I ended up becoming friends with some sort of dodgy real estate gangster who worked next door. It’s a long story, but basically this guy took me 400 km to the next city, gave me a tour of all the sights, put me up in a luxury hotel…”
I’ll be in India soon.
I’m preparing myself by asking anyone I meet: have you been to India? If they have, I interrogate them…
Officially it’s ‘Bua Tong Waterfall’ but Orawun tells us all the locals call it ‘Sticky Waterfall’. It’s a really hot Chiang Mai day. Getting into the water is awesome. It’s cold, and clean, and surrounded by thick, lush jungle…
People party for days, get drunk, run around in the streets chasing each other with water guns, but it’s all good humored. There’s no sense of malice. People are respectful of each other…
I’ve got so many friends who love india. They have been urging me for years; ‘go to India. you’ll love India. India is so amazing. India is so beautiful. It’s paradise. Hemp growing wild on the roadside…’
The original Wat Chedi Luang was built six centuries ago, so it looks a bit battered and falling down. It has big elephants on it. It’s like a giant birthday cake after the kids grabbed fistfuls of it…
The house band kicks off the evening with some slick prog rock, and then segues into blues and R&B standards. I jump up on stage, first chance I get, and it’s great fun. Everyone is relaxed, and happy to jam out…
It’s full of bacteria” he spat. “Look, there’s rats shitting on the floor, and flies landing on the rat poop, and then the flies are landing on the meat!” He looked outraged. “You take two mouthfuls of that curry, and you’ll be shitting through a straw for a week…
Breakfast time in the guesthouse kitchen. “Hey man! What you doing today?” “Nothing as usual.” “Perfect day then… Those are prayer beads?” “Yes. I must calm my spirit. Prayer stops me from being consumed by my anger.” “You’re going through some shit?” “I am in exile.” “Oh. From your country?” “Yes. From my home.…