Day 88 (Tues 3 Oct) - Madurai / Kanyakumari
Got up uber early in order to catch sunrise on the temples ( [1], [2], [3] ).
Packed and skipping breakfast we got an auto over the river, to the bus stand.
A helpful chap offered to help us find our bus. We followed him around only for him to lead us directly to the more expensive deluxe buses. Should have known!
Found the state bus and got on. This bus was clearly the fiefdom of the bus conductor. We sat together on the right hand side of the bus, but he asked Sarb to move as the right hand side was for ladies only. Refraining from putting on a falsetto voice and declaring 'But I am a ladeee!', Sarb moved to the back of the bus.
This shuffling round of people, as the bus stopped and passengers came and went, was a recurring theme of the journey.
Uneventful journey although the in bus entertainment was a bit much. A small tv screen at the front of the bus played an Indian movie, and our fellow passengers were riveted to it. Jo observed that the women in the movie were either crying, being smacked about by men, singing beautiful songs or screeching at the tops of their voices. And when they screech, they SCREEEEEECH!. Needless to say the volume of the tv was loud. Very loud.
We could see that we had arrived at Kanyakumari town but weren't too sure when to get off. The bus stopped and most of our fellow passengers looked just as confused as we were. The bus conductor turfed us all off and we found ourselves not at the bus station but just down the road from the main town. Quite a bonus.
Kanyakumari is the most southernmost point of India and is where the Arabian Sea, the Bay of Bengal and the Indian Ocean meet.
Found a nice hotel from which we had a nice view of the temple and monument out to sea on one side and the houses and huts of the fishermen for the remainder.
Went for a drink in a dark bar and went for a walk round the small town full on Indian tourists. Went through the small fisherman’s village and passed the harbour and a magnificent church. Met a chap who was on the bus with us carrying his baby daughter.
We walked to the sea front and near to a watchtower witnessed a great sunset.
Went for dinner at the next door hotel. Had an excellent fish tikka and fish curry. The vegetable pakoras were also fab.
Packed and skipping breakfast we got an auto over the river, to the bus stand.
A helpful chap offered to help us find our bus. We followed him around only for him to lead us directly to the more expensive deluxe buses. Should have known!
Found the state bus and got on. This bus was clearly the fiefdom of the bus conductor. We sat together on the right hand side of the bus, but he asked Sarb to move as the right hand side was for ladies only. Refraining from putting on a falsetto voice and declaring 'But I am a ladeee!', Sarb moved to the back of the bus.
This shuffling round of people, as the bus stopped and passengers came and went, was a recurring theme of the journey.
Uneventful journey although the in bus entertainment was a bit much. A small tv screen at the front of the bus played an Indian movie, and our fellow passengers were riveted to it. Jo observed that the women in the movie were either crying, being smacked about by men, singing beautiful songs or screeching at the tops of their voices. And when they screech, they SCREEEEEECH!. Needless to say the volume of the tv was loud. Very loud.
We could see that we had arrived at Kanyakumari town but weren't too sure when to get off. The bus stopped and most of our fellow passengers looked just as confused as we were. The bus conductor turfed us all off and we found ourselves not at the bus station but just down the road from the main town. Quite a bonus.
Kanyakumari is the most southernmost point of India and is where the Arabian Sea, the Bay of Bengal and the Indian Ocean meet.
Found a nice hotel from which we had a nice view of the temple and monument out to sea on one side and the houses and huts of the fishermen for the remainder.
Went for a drink in a dark bar and went for a walk round the small town full on Indian tourists. Went through the small fisherman’s village and passed the harbour and a magnificent church. Met a chap who was on the bus with us carrying his baby daughter.
We walked to the sea front and near to a watchtower witnessed a great sunset.
Went for dinner at the next door hotel. Had an excellent fish tikka and fish curry. The vegetable pakoras were also fab.
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10/03/2006 08:36:00 am
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