Kodaicanal

Oh India,i find myself saying that alot recently,peaks and troughs are so high and low on this trip,but i think im on the up now based on the last two places ive been and the place i am currently.Kodaicanal was horrible,wet cold windy and just gross,kinda got stuck there for a few days because of the cyclone that has hit india,flooding everywhere and couldnt move really til it stopped raining but once it did i made a quick getaway,and was so happy to get out of the horrible room i was staying in.A pity because Kodaicanal,weather permitting is supposed to be beautiful.
I was lonely,had no electricity and hated the place.The walls of my room were smeared with all sorts of disgusting things,there were reminents of cockroaches and the remains of what looked like a child's frantic scribbling on the wall.Half of the light switches worked the others did on occasion.My bedsheets were dirty and had traces of hair and stains.I threw my backpack in the corner of the room when i arrived and didnt even want to open it because it was soaking wet and all the contents were too.My initial plan to dry the clothes with my hairdryer was no longer an option when the electricity went so i sat in my room with my book,the light from my phone and felt sorry for myself.What a trough.
My bathroom contained a blocked toilet, a big bucket and a jug.At the bottom of the bathroom door there was a big hole,i wasnt sure had the wood just rotted away or was it the gnawing of some sort of rodent that had caused it,anyway i didnt want to leave it open so shoved a tray which was there for coffee and tea up against it attempting to shun any little creature that might try to pay me a visit during the night.
I had ventured out earlier that day,to purchase toilet roll,the latter is an absolute luxury in India,they use bum guns,a power hose type accessory which usually hangs by the toilet but i havent availed of this service as of yet.One day I may surrender to the Indian traditions wholeheartedly but for the moment ill pass.So i had bought toilet roll and spotted a cadburys dairy milk bar in a little shack type shop in the village.So these two items were my only sources of comfort on this particular night.sad i know.toilet roll and chocolate...leaving the little shack where i had purchased the latter,i had turned to say goodbye to the little 4foot indian man,with the massive pot belly and skeletal little legs,and didnt see the massive bullock behind me,the little man shouted at me but it was too late i got a big root into the arse with the bullocks horns.Toilet roll and chocolate fell on the ground,i didnt know what was going on and the little indian man chased the cow up the street screaming at him,trying to keep in the laughter as were the other by standers....By the time i got home the toilet roll was damp and when i opened the chocolate i looked at the sell by date........it was gone off.I gave up at that point,attempted to cover my bed in some dry clothes so that i wouldnt have to lie on the rotten sheets,and fell asleep eventually despite the incessant beeping of cars outside,the wailing of babies outside cold and miserable no doubt and the revving of motorbikes underneath my window.A rough day.I questioned my reasons for wanting to go travelling at that point.