Chennai to ooty / Gokarna / Coorg / Nagarhole
This time when my good friend Deepak made his visit to India, we thought we will do a trip. The plan was to go to Blore, pick up Andy and then decide on where to go.
And you will read on to understand the title of the blog and my pitiable state of my health. 🙂
Deepak and me started from Chennai on Saturday at 9:30 AM, reached Blore by 2 PM. I had a bad burger (didn’t know that then but it did taste different ) at McD Blore. Over the BAD burger we decided we will go Ooty, by the end of that BAD burger two things happened:
1. I felt like puking
2. Somehow, someone suggested we go to Gokarna. Seemed good, so we all agreed on that. It was only 480 Kms from Blore and two out of the three of us could drive.
Thus Ooty got cancelled. And Gokarna began.
We walked around for a while and my whole body started aching, which generally means I’m gonna crash down with fever. The cool evening breeze didn’t help the cause either.
By dinner I had fever and with one of the drivers down there was no way we could have done the 480 Km drive. So we decided to go some place closer – Coorg.
Thus Gokarna got cancelled. And Coorg began.
We started out from Blore by close to 10 PM. On the way I started shivering and the fever started. We figured a stop at Barista would do us good. Nice place on the highway.
As we sat there and discussed about the route, we realized the roads were real bad for a night drive. So we decided to go to Nagarhole.
Thus Coorg got cancelled. And Nagarhole began! 🙂
We began from Barista by midnight. The roads had lots of bumps and some part of it didn’t dividers. So Deepak had to go slow. At some places there were no sign boards and of course no soul on the road to ask.
Sign boards, sign boards everywhere, not one useful one!!
Somehow we managed to reach Hunsur by 4 AM. All the while me shivering and the body temperature increasing. It must have been close to 104 degrees fahrenheit. At 4 AM we saw a “Coorg Cafe” open. We went in to get something hot and I was almost blacking out. My mouth started tasting funny and I knew it was coming. So had run out of the cafe and puked. BAD BAD McD BURGER!! We were in the middle of a freaking forest, no hospitals nearby and I was burning. Guys decided its better to get back alive than stay there and have one of us dead. So by 5 AM we found a malayali lodge (There’s a malayali everywhere. Thank God!) It was dingy but had bed and we were happy for that. We took a 3 hour nap and drove back to Blore, reached by 1 o’clock in the afternoon.
Thus Everything got cancelled !!
That was the account of how we almost went to Ooty / Gokarna / Coorg / Nagerhole. 🙂