Atlanta Cottage Port Blair

... superbe vue (sic!!) sur le tarmac, mais surtout sur la piste de jogging ou il s'entraine tous les matins, et il commence a nous faire une seance de yago devant nous... Apres maints exercices il nous montre fierement son ventre bien rebondi en disant qu il est super fit pour son age!! 2eme fou rire Il nous dirige ensuite vers Cellular jail ou les anglais ont enferme en vaint des prisonniers politiques qui combattaient pour l'independance indienne. c'est une sacree prison, il y a ...

... upon the pictures of his loved ones and writing letters to them was one way of escape from solitude. In a letter to his wife Winnie, he writes: "Your beautiful photo stands about two feet above my left shoulder as I write this note. ... Nolitha stands on the table directly opposite me. How can my spirits ever be down when I enjoy the fond affection of such ...

... right place to pick up some miniature Jarawa tribals and give them pride of place on your mantelpiece. Our next destination, Chiryatapu, is a 26 kms drive out of Port Blair, through lush green countryside. As we pass a desolate stretch of sand on our left, John points to a cluster of buildings up ahead. That is home and from where he watched in horror at the massive wave of water that the tsunami threw up. Given the positioning in the Andamans, this ...

... sky, the sea and the trees. With a little more time on our hands and some better planning, we wish we could stay here for a day and do some nature walks - a trail to nearby Madhuban is a treat for anyone who loves to trek and is keen on birding. But there is a lot still left to cover and we head back to Bamboo Flats in time to catch the 9am ferry. It is rush hour and the ferry is jam-packed, island style, with humans, two and four wheelers taking up every ...

... migrated in the 50s) and a riot of unspoilt jungle and sleepy villages. But every time Nature outdoes herself with a great painting, Man rushes in callously to mar the canvas. The Havelock that survived the tsunami is struggling against the ominous commercial tides that threaten to rip her off her natural wealth. Raja tells us, despondently, that real estate prices here are now skyrocketing with real estate developers purchasing land - mostly to build ...

... a cup of tea, could be attended to. That gives us time enough to broach the subject of the Jarawa forest and the tribe here. One of the six recognised tribes of the Andaman and Nicobar group, the Jarawas are predominantly nomadic in nature and rely chiefly on hunting and gathering. Bow and arrows remain their weapon of sustenance and defence - on occasion, attack too, as has been seen whenever an effort to befriend them have been made by official ...

... this out on our own and try the Andaman Tourism office. The cheapest accommodation is in the Dolphin's Nest, the Tourism Department-run resort. As for the tickets for the cruise, we are told we would need to do the bookings at the counters at Phoenix Jetty. So, fine, we think - we would do this leg of the trip on our own. We book rooms at the resort for Wednesday night, pay 50% advance and head for the jetty. The general mood is upbeat as we are heading for ...

... with the grandparents. The first time I got to take in the Xmas Markets on the Western side of the city i was born in, and then there was the unforgettable taste of gluewein in the freezing temps. New Years too was right up there, celebrating my friend Rita's 21st with a fun run through the woods, and blowing up fireworks until we almost couldnt feel our hands in the cold, only that my legs were paining even more after the run, so the ...

... got to see a huge turtle. Our luck continued the following day as I saw a 6 foot blue mantra ray and another turtle. The instructor said it was the biggest he had seen. I was quite scared, to be honest and hid behind the instructor Jackson. Its a great advantage to have the Padi course and I can from now on dive anywhere. The food on the island was amazing as well. I dined out on fresh fish (baracuda and prawns) nearly every night. It was delicious.

... size, bobbed and dipped and rode tremendous waves and, at one point, I spotted a pair of amorous turtles splashing around in the black water. And then, after what seemed an eternity, the concrete jetty materialised out of the rain and, minutes later, we were sat with a hungover Roy, an Australian couple (he a writer, she an holistic medicine practitioner) , a Swedish ex-soldier, an Israeli programmer, an English couple (artist and musician) and the dogs in the soggy confines of ...