travel agent

day 2
throughout the trip i was the unofficial travel agent..not only did i have to arrange hotel and transportation for me and my friends..i also had to arrange for 2 other separate groups..all in all for 8 people..this was all because i asked help from a friend in one of the group..

of course we did'nt thoroughly planned our trip.the idea was to arrive in mysore and go to a travel agent and see if any hotels were available.a day before we went there a friend warned me that those places might be full.and on the morning of our departure day i had to ask for help on where to stay in mysore.i called the hotel and thankfully room was still available.so me and my friend made a bargain.since he gave me his hotel i have to try to find a hotel for them in ooty.don't get mistaken.we did'nt go together.my group went a day earlier.so it'll be easier for me to find a hotel in ooty once i arrive in mysore.

and so i asked the mysore hotel manager if he could arrange rooms for us in ooty.lucky that we arrived a day earlier.because ooty hotels were almost fully booked.we managed to get a room for rs2200 per night but ughhh..no quality at all..last time i went to ooty..hotel was much cheaper but the room was comfortable.so i booked for the other group also.

then when we were boating in mysore one girl called me.asking me to book a room for 2.she was arriving the next day.then another call from the hotel manager asking if i could try to contact my friend since he could'nt get through.i msg my friend telling the hotel manager wanted to call him.then hotel manager told me to ask if his group wanted to arrange any vehicle for mysore sightseeing since they were running full.then i had to ask my friend the same thing again.i was practically on the phone all around mysore arranging this and that etc..
you help me i help you thing..

nevertheless it did'nt disturb my holiday..as long as everything went accordingly we were ok except for the aching feet from walking around all day long.

but not everything was ok throughout the trip..
it turns out that we had a stalker and a creepy one..no not creepy..a scary one..the one that knows where you went.. knows your driver.. knows you..the one that makes you never want to come out of your room and just want to get the hell out of where ever you were and head straight home..

tell about that later..