Madurai, Oct. 29, 2008 Yesterday, after meeting with Dominic Goodall in the beautiful building of the École française d'Extrême'' -Orient in Pondicherry, we started walking towards Tanjavur. Even here the usual rigmarole of hotels before you find something decent. Before the decisive defaillance Lonely recommend that (the rooms are clean, "sic) the unpresentable Valli Hotel, which in addition to being located on a dark and muddy, is not only dirty, but it is infested with mosquitoes of each size and type. And the bathrooms are in Turkish. No way. After a very frank conversation with Sekar decide to follow his advice and take a room on the Gnanam, expensive but at least clean. In the evening I go out for a stroll and I must say that I Tanjavur tuttosommato is nice. So much so that I really pays off with a dinner in the excellent vegetarian restaurant of the hotel. The next morning I
all the time to visit the beautiful temple. After the visit we left for Trichy, where I met Suresh, contact the agency. I can not describe the whole of our conversation, but put a bookmark for a couple of important things we would have to say about this character. And on what I said. Together, in his 'little office' in a building of 700, we redid the floor of the tour and I decided to stay in Kerala two days more, so visit comfortable with the school of Plato Research Center. From Trichy to Madurai, it took about four hours, but the road going through beautiful landscapes and lush green, forested hills, palm groves, rice fields, in addition to the usual stone-age villages, but this part of Tamil Nadu seems much richer (perhaps fertile land?). My driver Sekar was incensed by the taciturn and Suresh, for charity, nothing to say, but keep in mind that here every 10km you risk deadly impact. Also according to our standards, because of course for the Indian is all normal. For example, it is normal for how to report work on the road, a bottomless pit, or simply require the slowdown in an inhabited place are two barriers a short distance from each other in the street. This ploy, intended by the authorities (?), Should force vehicles to slow down, but in reality committed drivers in fun gymkhana competitions. And when the road is two-way is even more instructive to note Indian compliance with the methodology above. It is usually quite simple: the launch vehicle at higher speed and larger scale (often the two things coincide in India) takes precedence.
The result of four hours of travel so that a voltage is fraying. I'm exhausted.
However today I think I made a couple of fire things: the first is that for me this is the journey of penance. Made me come up with a reading on the Hindu ascetics, who acquired great credit with the gods with their penance. The standard Indian force you every minute to fight yourself to accept the reality that surrounds you, and this is already 'practice'. There is no need to meditate and do yoga and get rid of the ego when every moment, here, for a Westerner, is an exercise in humility, tolerance, understanding. The second is more complicated and sordid in this hole of internet point it's too hot to write more ...
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