Pondecherry

From Mammalapuram we took a bus with "color video screens" 100 km south to Pondecherry and were blasted with amazing Indian music videos nearly the whole ride. When we arrived a rickshaw driver approached us and told us to stay put while he got his rickshaw. We both thought it would be an auto rickshaw, but then he rounded the corner on a rickety bike. We reluctantly loaded ourselves and three heavy bags and watched the driver drip sweat for the next ten minutes weaving us in and out of smoggy traffic. Phew.

Pondecherry is known as a French colony and supposedly its French food. We went out to lunch our first day here. What ensued after ordering is almost better not describing...but let's just say it wasn't French, it wasn't fresh, and it was the first meal I didn't finish. Ugh. Luckily later we found "Hot Breads" a delicious bakery that almost made up for our mistake.

Tomorrow we leave for Tranquebar which we feared didn't exist until we realized it is more commonly known as Tharangambadi. Another bus adventure.

OMG - we also stumbled upon the filming of an Indian version of GREASE. It took me awhile to make it out, but a group of women were seated on some "bleachers" singing "tell me more tell me more..." So cool. We watched Sandra Dee get her makeup re-done.