Here are some from our trip to Ooty in the dead of winter. Best. Honeymoon. Ever. I looked like a homeless person, bundled up from head to foot, wearing ALL the clothes I had with me at the time, and STILL shivering like I had malaria.
View from some dam.
This is where we stayed. Point to note, bring your own radiators if you do not wish to wake up as a block of ice.
Nice and toasty in the car, with the heater going at full blast.
Basking in the sun at noon.
Wait a minute. I can hear some of you complaining that there are no pictures of us. Here you go!
Take particular notice of the bony black horse on the left. I have no idea whether it ever lifted its head long enough to stop eating. Just like me, says The Husband. The horse and I have similar metabolism, I guess. Eat your hearts out in envy.
That's all for tonight, ladies and gentlemen. As a parting gift, here's a picture of Us. No, really.
The Husband is on the left, in a stripey tee. I am the nondescript tramp on the right.