The Oasis Pondicherry
Plot No 42 3rd Cross Pondicherry, Union Territory of Pondicherry, India
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Sun, sand and serenity
... the sea? So we changed into our beach clothes and made a straight dive into the water. It was an amazing experience with a rainbow on one side, the dark clouds approaching us and the waves crashing on the beach. Then it started raining and we were totally thrilled fighting with the waves and the rain. Finally after having a bad lunch at Paradise beach, we took the last ferry back to Chunnambar beach at 5.30 p.m. After reaching Chunnambar beach, we started ...
Ze french quarter
Pondicherry is the old french colony. We took a bus down the coast from Mamallapuram to here. The bus was rather hectic, very squashed. A sweaty moment occurred when we had to stop (during a 2.5 hour bus ride) for the driver to have lunch (why could he not have had it before or after?!) when there was no moving air and a lot of people sitting waiting on the bus.
The guesthouses were limited - one with a squat toilet and another with a double mattress ona single ...
Luxury Holiday
... a bite or two. The people at the restaurant were playing some sappy music and we asked if this is what they usually listened too...they said no they liked rock n roll. So we asked them to change it, being that we were the only ones left in the restaurant (3pm...late lunch/early dinner). They changed it and we all started dancing in our seats. It was so much fun. When we left the waitors made all the girls roses out ...
The Surfmans Story
... I'd thought had gone out to help, only went so far then gave up. So he had survived after all. But to what ever lasting conscience one wonders as it was now surely he who had in his panic pulled Siggy under, in effect killed him and used his body as a float. As it was explained to me, a drowning man, by sheer' instinct, becomes like an animal and drowns his saviour. And as if this was not bad enough this Tamil fellow had taken the board to his safety on the sands ...
Aspiration Nature Walk
... the flowers of which resembled a cobra. And the banyan was not only a place where departed souls will linger but is a place for a girl to pray for a husband.
We visited an impressive art studio, where Kye was making a clay skull, and there was a computer centre where Boris was doing his computer study classes. We visited the Last school with its modern art design, reminiscent of Lanzarote's famed archtect, Cesar Manrique.
I had never seen these parts ...



