I've given into Google again

Hello all,
So Wordpress just won't load over here, instead I've set up a simple blog with Google.

I wrote the entry below as I’d just arrived, knackered and confused, to my hotel room. I decided to pay out for a nice place for the first night and I’m glad of it. Have been treated very well but now it’s time to move on – I’m getting the train down to Bhubaneswar today.

Last night I entered the world of Indian telecommunications, was a feature in local South Indian restaurant as I continually refused a spoon, insisting I wanted to learn to eat with my hand, and finally slept for one of the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a while. Amazingly so if you could hear the noise from my room.

Here I am! Can’t quite believe it’s real, particularly as I just rode here in a air con taxi peering out like a lady in her sedan chair – the only person on the extremely busy roads to be travelling alone in a vehicle, for the size of the taxi there should have been at least 12 people in there by Indian standards. I’m glad I had it to myself though as had car sickness for the first time in a while. People drive like they have no care for anything in the world!

Kolkata is crazy, so big – you can easily believe there are 14 million people here. Car horns beeping continuously, cows munching rubbish, people living and lying in the middle and the sides of the roads, and a huge mix of different people buying vegetables, coconuts and other fruits, clothes, (really fresh!) chicken. I also saw some open air barbers on the side of the road, literally just a wall with a mirror on it and a chair in front! SO much going on all around, it’s impossible to get even half of it down here. I’m staying in a relatively nice place, in which I’m the interesting person to look at. I have no idea how much things are supposed to cost yet so just tipped one of the hotel guys 50 rupees. Although this is only about 80p I got the feeling that they might be back for more now they know I’m clueless!

There are three different bell and horn noises going on outside while I’m writing, along with some classic hacking up sounds and a few random tappings and hammerings. I’ve got a feeling Boots’ earplugs might not quite do the trick… We’ll see. Time for some rest.

Will write again soon from Orissa…