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... and take in the beautifully manicured lawns and eco architecture of the Visitors Centre. We meet Lucy in a cafe and for the first time in India I notice a resentful demeanour in the staff working here. When our extravagantly overpriced coffees and pastries do finally arrive they are served very much with a sneer. Haughty baby boomers mill around with large crystals hanging around necks covered by unbleached linen shirts. The atmosphere feels painfully self aware and ...
... Sivananda Ashram but we were gobsmacked to find cars driving over the art just a few hours later. Our hotelier tells us that they create these pictures on a daily basis and we think that this is just nuts.
In an effort to escape the lunchtime heat we made our way to the park and sat under a tree just chatting, chilling and practicing headstands. 'Unemployed in Summertime' by Emiliana Torrini is the tune that sums it all up for me, despite the fact that I know most of you ...
... well, I’ll try not to) however the concert was, surprise surprise, incredible! The two performers were called Heather Lee and Kim Cunio and they performed something called Meditations on Savitri, in the style of Gregorian monks, something totally new to us. So basically they were singing a poem, from the guru of this place, the poem is about a man who sees the divine source, beauty and life in his new born baby girl, and thanks the universe and everything for this gift. Usually ...
... now, but that was not the case. Hindu temples continue to be interesting and unique in so many different ways. So we went to visit the main temple in Pondicherry, the Manalula Vinayakar, which is famous for having an elephant that gives blessings with its trunk as a living embodiment of Lord Ganesh, the elephant god. However, the temple was under refurbishment, so parts of it was closed to the public and the elephant was nowhere to be seen. ...
... her. Indian women are so small! It only just fit me, so it has been my salwar for the trip. Thanks! After finding a post office to send some postcards we walked back down to the beach. This time the road was open and there were cars everywhere. I think I liked it better when the road was closed! We found ourselves again at Le Cafe, the nice little white washed old building of a cafe, next to the rocks which led to the waters edge. The hibiscus soda was calling me. It was so refreshing ...