Having missed my train to Pondicherry, the previous weekend, I decided to join a couple of friends from the office who were headed to Coorg. Photo credits (the elephants & temple/monk) belong to Febin Bellamy. 447 more words
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if God were a painter…and would have thought about creating Coorg…
the only colors in his palette would be shades of GREEN!!!!!!
i was in the middle of the forest with no other sounds other than birds and insects…no phones ringing it was a complete technology detox time….PEACEFUL BLISSFUL….perhaps any word may not really define the awesomeness of Coorg…the land of Coffee and spices and Greens and sweet people!! 144 more words
We were warned ahead of time (Mary was not) and had imagined what it would be like. The real life experience involves being soaked to the bone with no umbrella (or even with), roads becoming rivers in a matter of minutes, and under-water auto rides. 341 more words
Being a city girl, I always wanted to visit and live on a Plantation Estate where life was surrounded by nature .with no deadlines, rushing around and dependency was on what nature demanded of you. 748 more words