Pondicherry was delightful -- so clean and green

Pictures of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother are everywhere

In Pondicherry, we stayed at a beach guesthouse run by the Sri Aurobindo Ashram, which has a large commun(ity) just outside of Pondy. It was very clean and nice--the man at the desk called us the Three Musketeers--but it came with ashram rules--we had to be inside the gate by 10:30, and visitors could only come to the Visitors Room, and then only at certain hours. Oh well, it was cheap. Pondicherry is a former French colony, and we got our first taste of France when, as we were walking down Rue Dumas, a man said "au revoir" to us. Pondicherry was delightful--so clean and green. We ate crepes for brunch and had pretty reasonable pizza for dinner. Halo and Rutgers Aaina were in Pondicherry by the time we came, so they joined us at dinner.

On Monday, we woke up to someone's setting off fireworks on the beach...even though you probably can't see them in the morning. We wandered around Pondy all day, and in the evening we had a waterfront cheese and crackers picnic with Halo and Aaina. On Tuesday, Mary and I sprung for Ayurvedic massages. They were greasy and not very um modest, but they were relaxing. It would have been more relaxing, though, had it not been for the Secret Amy Berg Weakness. Mom and Dad, you may be able to figure out what I'm talking about. posted by Amy Berg @ 3:16 PM