Samosas, Rain and a Train

Jesse Sharratt


We arrived in Hatton just before noon to catch a train to Ella. We got dropped off at the train station and a man walked over to us to ask where we were headed. We told him we were off to Ella and he told us to hurry as the train to Ella was sitting at the platform about to depart.

We grabbed the best tickets we could, second class for 125 rupees (1 dollar), and rushed to find a seat onboard. Wading through the rows of seats with our large backpacks, it was a relief to see the cleanliness and comfort we would be enjoying. The train was new and in great shape. 

A group of young men stood around the doorway singing and laughing, as they saw me approach they cleared some of their things off a seat and offered it to me. I threw my bag in…

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