The guy making a funny face is my driver, Viketasan.


On the way we passed a political rally. Notice the little gas cans the guys on motorcycles are carrying? That was for the kerosene the candidates were handing out. I actually drove by a place where I could see them filling peoples little gas cans. I choose not to take any pictures because I wasn't sure how that would go over.


One thing I find interesting is the cultural emphasis on materialism here in India. In that respect it's no different than America. The difference is the way it's expressed. I mean, if this billboard is any indication, actually wearing this much jewelry is something to aspire to. (In the west it would just be considered gaudy)
To get to Mudumalai we drove though a hill station. I think it was called Ooty. It's the only place I've been so far where I actually needed my fleece jacket.
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