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Travel Blogs from Chennai (Madras)
We've had impromptu upgrades ... thanks Chris for putting a good word in for the rest of us NOT ... wailing children and an adventure to meet the captain and his co-pilots but we're finally here and it's officially day one in Chennai. Last night was probably the best journey we'll see on Chennai's roads - just a smattering of stray dogs and a herd of cows. Communication is going well so far. Amanda managed some great animal related small ...
... It's really refreshing to study yoga from this perspective, because the true meaning of yoga often gets lost in the west. My favorite class is Chanting. Not only does it feel great physically and mentally, it's also quite entertaining. Imagine a room full of mostly Westerners, a few of us noticeably tone-deaf, attempting to learn the intricacies, accents and rhythms of chanting in Sanskrit. Our teacher tries to cover her face with her paper when ...
... their desired
reaction which was apparently to have the girl hysterically sobbing. Then they
laughed and pointed at her. We both witnessed countless smacks and independently
we saw more abuse too. By lunch time on day 3 we had taken to meeting in our
room at least 4/5 times a day to swap stories and talk about what on earth we
were going to do. Graham told me about the youngest girl in the home getting a
hard slap across the face and I told him about the girl ...
... thus far. It’s not that I’ve been uninspired or anything, but tongue-tied seems to be the more applicable sentiment. Blather is only vapid and trite, and I’ve never been one for small talk.
I guess you can say the delay in postings has been a combination of a number of things: technicalities, procrastination, processing, privacy, avoidance, fear, and just sheer laziness.
Besides, how narcissistic is a blog?
... base. As I gazed through the crowds of people it was very easy to distinguish the different tribes and work out which tour they had booked. Firstly there was the orange folk of the Western lands whose fake tan and fluorescent blonde hair glistened in the burning sunshine as they waited for the 18-30 tours; which basically included constantly drinking rather than appreciating the natural beauty. Then there were the couples; who spoke of cocktail parties and double dates ...