Rose early to find the storm over and a nice pleasant day forming outside.
Walked into town and went to see an old palace, a throwback to the British empire, now a museum of sorts.
Enjoyed a farewell drink and slice of cake with my travelling companions, then got a taxi out to the airport with K. He departed promptly to spend a few more days with his grandparents, leaving me alone as the only white person in the airport (and probably within miles...).
Bought a Robert Ludlum novel from the tiny airport's tiny bookshop and settled down to wait.
Eventually caught my connecting flight up to Dheli, where I managed to procure a taxi to an airport hotel and fall asleep.