Madurai Ashok Itdc Hotel

... a versio edulcorada de 'femme fatale' / J.Lo (elles). Segurament no guanyara cap mencio a Cannes, pero tot viatge a la India resulta incomplert sense una tarda al cine.<br><br> **********************<br><br>My stay in Tamil Nadu is drawing to a close but I still find time to visit more temples in Madurai, and quite phenomenal ones because of their colors and what happens inside. Indians literally live inside the temples and this actually adds up to their splendor ...

... didn't buy anything. I proceeded to wander my own way to the temple therafter.<br><br>So Madurai is colourful in its own right with its pilgrims, beggars, salespeople, hawkers, and many carts, bikes and rickshaws. It's the most populous city i have been to thusfar in India with 1.2 million (small really in India terms) and i think i am right in staying away from big and busy in India, if i can help it...?<br><br><br><br><br>

... that we got to see this. The carving was amazing and there was so much! The ceiling paintings at the palace were beautiful, though they were being restored so we did not get to see the whole thing. The restored paintings were quite beautiful and colorful. The palace's name was Thirumayam. We all think we would like to come back after the restoration work is finished. We all thought it was a ...

... heads. At one part we passed a mountain with a temple at it's peak and could see the pilgrims making their way to the top for puja. We also cows, goats, chickens, temples, shrines, beautiful Keralan women and children playing with even smaller children carried on their hips. I sat at the open door of the train for awhile to catch the air rushing by and to watch the people going about their lives of simplicity on the farms amongst the greenery ...

... as the driver slowly edged out into the traffic, whether i should stay on the bus with all our bags and wait, whether i should jump off and look for him, or whether i should try to get all the bags off, and wait for the next bus. I decided that this last option WASNT an option, and so i jumped off (it wasnt moving very fast) amd ran in the general direction of where someone told me the shop was...next thing i see is the man himself waddling ...

I loved it here the people are warm and friendly and very ready to talk and the men are all kind of brooding and nice and the women are gossipy in a really nice way. They have a whole street dedicated to red onions which was fab. It's just really rosy and lovely easy to navigate, full of great food and people are happy. I went out for new shoes and was presented with loads of ...

... and included the loin cloth that he was assassinated in. I really did not realise the brutality of the English to the Indians and can't understand why Indian people are always so pleased to hear when you say you are from England. It was quite upsetting. After a quick snooze - well we had to since the temple was shut from 1-4pm we went into a souvenier shop just so we could go up on their roof to see an aerial view of the temple. Unfortuately for the next 2 years the ...

... the street the man from the shop started yellign at me, coke coke coke. i had no idea what he was saying so i walked off, untill i realised that he wanted the coke bottle. ahahahah... after that incident i headed back to the rickshaw which was waiting for me, and he took me to Ram's house, where more of Ram's family were showing up. We ended up staying in a room with them lounging on the floor Indian style and resting and having a good time. We ate and had a merry day.

... several times, etc. Finally, we had a full minibus, and of course, the man sitting next to me is the fat man who ruined my knees. He was much kinder this trip; he only oozed into about 50% of my seat with his girth. I was sincerely hoping to make it back to the hotel in time to get some food, as I had gone the previous night without anything to eat and did not have anything again for nearly 18 hours. I was reluctant to experience this twice. Looking ...

... not to mention good restaurants and bars as well), and today was a brilliant day for temple-going. I hope that my above description of this amazing temple can do it even a fraction of the justice it deserves. (I have pictures, lets say tons to be modest. But it is very difficult to manage them in these Internet cafes since they are of large file size, and Internet connectivity can be spotty. This computer is W2K, and doesn't have the drivers for my cameras...) JT