Madurai

Well, we are about to leave on the train to attempt to get to Ooty, hopefully. The train here was actually just fine, I've been on worse in Italy even but Justina said that it was one of the emptiest trains that she had been in so i am prepared for worse. We spent the first day here resting and figuring out what we wanted to do for the rest of the time in India. Got some good chores done and soon enough the day is over. Doesn't really take much here it seems. It is quite tiring walking around and such, i guess just because it is much harder than New Zealand, many people asking for everything. They tend to talk to me more as i am the man and in charge of everything, if they only knew the truth. But if they get too far, Justina has no problem stepping in and its soon over after that. We visited the temple today which was quite neat, another amazing place where it is tought to understand what all these people get out of it. BUt maybe it's just hard to understand for me. Anyways, got some more clothes suitable for here at the market, the Mr.Canada comes out fast as soon as you say where you are from. And now i may taste some real travelling that may intail train, bus, train or train, bus, bus, or train, bus, bus, train. Who knows whats in store. not me.