Breeze Residency Tiruchirappalli

... foreigners to pronounce. Trichy, also known as Tiruchirappalli, is one of those examples.

We went out in Trichy with a guide for the day. Our first stop was the Sri Ranganathaswamy Temple, a living Hindu temple dedicated to Vishnu. Most Hindu temples are dedicated to particular gods, and Vishnu is one of the main three Hindu gods and is known as the one who sustains life. (The other two main ...

... period!

Lord Venkateshwara is said to have a host of powers, including the ability to grant wishes made before him, so there are tens and tens of bald men, women and children, as they donate their hair in thanks for previous wishes fulfilled, or to renounce their ego. As a result, there are hundreds of barbers in Tirupathi and Tirumala, to provide freshly tonsured appearances for those devotees, easily discernible as the queues meander thro’ metal ‘ ...

... the route, like it was the middle of the day!

I arrived in Puducherry at 3.20am and found some chairs in a quiet-ish spot. I set up my bags well and put a pillow on the top, thinking I might get a couple of hours sleep, but arriving buses soon put paid to that, as they pulled up near to my chairs. They all had radios blaring out at full pelt, with high-pitched female Indians screeching their heads off! As the buses parked, the noise carried on regardless and didn’t ...

... Some people haven't been photgraphed before and are not sure what to do in front of the lens so they give a stern look and i have to remind them to smile. The general conversation i have multiple times a day contains the questions what is your name? you are coming from? where are you going? how many days here? then are you married? A good trick for the solo traveller is to pull the sheets off your double bed and find that there are always two single ...

... og en lille smule bange for fremmede. De kravler ind til de voksne. De er smaa, de aeldste er ikke mere en 4 aar. Saa det er ikke alt det lego vi har koebt som kan bruges. Vi faar dog ikke lov at give dem legoet, det skal vi give til lederen. Boernene maa ikke saadan faa gaver. PIS OG PAPIR!!!! Det havde vi glaedet os til. Ikke mindst for jeres skyld. Men vi haaber at det ender ho boernene. Vi sdagde flere gange hvad ...

... Trichy war fuer uns eigenltich nur als Zwischenstop zwischen Pondicherry und Madurai geplant und wir wollten relativ zeitig weiter. Da es aber hier 2 sehr schoene Tempelanlagen geben soll, machten wir uns gleich am naechsten morgen auf diese zu besuchen. Zuerst ging es zum auf einem Felsen, mitten in der Stadt liegenden Rock Fort Tempel, denn man ueber 500 Stufen erreichen kann. Der Eingang wurde von einen Elefanten bewacht, sehr ...

... from the airport to their hotel and decided to shorten their trip and go home, in fact we met an elderly Swiss couple who did just that. I can imagine coming from one of the most pristine places on Earth to India would be a shock, but we figured our 10 months in Asia would adequately prepare ust for the subcontinent. It has, on the whole India has been a breeze, but everyone says the south is easier than the north, we shall see. After one day of ...

... the calf was nowhere to be seen. The mother cow refused to drink water, and the worst was feared. Ramesh set off to look for the calf. By that time, it was pitch dark and we decided we must return to our rest house, 4km away. We had torches but the road condition was so appalling, more so in the dark, that we could not walk too fast for fear of stumbling [and breaking our very precious glasses]! Halfway through, Prema called to tell us to be ...

Here we visit the Rock Fort Temple. We stayed in a decent hotel for two nights after slumming it in Thanjavur. The town doesn't really ofer much other than its temples. When we were at Rock Fort Temple a local slapped Cally on the backside, the guards quickly caught the man and brought him back to apologise in front of a crowd of scolding locals. We are happy to report this public shaming brought tears to his eyes.

... either themselves or their luggage. And when the carriage got quiet and most people seemed to fall asleep, there was always somebody funny enough to wake everybody up, pretending we had arrived in Mumbai.. In short, it was a ride in an animal cage, with no sleep and staring eyes.. Let this ...