Madurai

The next morning the four of us piled into a tuk-tuk and farewelled Thanjavur at a nearby bus station, boarding a local bus bound for Madurai. Lonely Planet promised we would discover the “soul of the south” there. On the way I bought some eggplant pieces that had been deep fried in a spicy orange…

Thanjavur

With the new day came the sad realisation that our home in our little Garden of Eden had come to an end. Dan did some yoga, we had breakfast, packed and were soon picked up by a taxi to take us into Pondicherry. Unfortunately, we hadn’t negotiated the fare in advance and paid ₹500 for…

Auroville

We left the hostel at about 8am to get a bus to Auroville, a town about 150 kilometres south of Chennai. For the first time since our arrival, I felt one hundred per cent well. No jet-lag and no tummy troubles. And just as well, really, considering the travelling we had to do that day….

Chennai

Our flights from Sydney to Chennai were a truly budget experience. Air Asia seated Dan and I in different rows, dashing our plans to binge-watch Netflix together for the duration of the journey. We boarded at 9.30pm, well-fed and in good spirits. I’d been feeling apprehensive about the trip, but as it kicked off the…