Tea Factory Tour “ Rest Day”

Woke up and was alarmed to find I was on my last pain killer. Whilst there has been incremental improvements each day, it's now 7 days since the accident and I still need a crutch and a stick to walk
... oh so slowly. The pain is starting to localise to just in front of my left sit bone and left groin as well as deep bruising. Not sure what exactly happened to my leg, apart from the impact, but there are some tendons that have sure been over stressed! Sneezing is agony and my leg jerks up when I do. Explain that!
Anyway, the day's activities started at 10:30 when we mustered for a ride up to the tea factory and museum. Senthil, our guide, appears to be well known to the factory management (here, Munnar, is his home town after all) and gave us our own brilliant personal guided tour. And we were allowed to ignore the 'no cameras' signs. It was a fascinating place and of especial interest to fans of unguarded rotating machinery and flying drive belts that you could get really up close and personal with. The smells were fantastic. After a tea tasting session and a picnic lunch, we inevitably visited the factory shop and guess what we bought. Yep, tea! Those that fancied it rode back to the hotel. Clearly I didn't, and Anne kept me company. Not allowing our feet to touch the ground, Senthil had arranged a doctor to check me over and recommend a Ayurvedic massage. Hmmm. A doctor, Jim, but not as we know it. 3 pokes at my bruised hip and he said yes, I can have a massage. I don't want a freakin' massage, I want another crutch and a painkiller resupply! He tried to locate another medical doctor but by his time it was late Sunday afternoon so no luck. And no luck here in rural Munnar for a crutch. At least Arun (our other driver) managed to get a pack of prescription-only ibuprofen/paracetamol tabs from a side street stall! Then it was back to the hotel to dose up, chill, shower and get ready for drinks at 7.