the second day of pondy was much better than the first. (not that i can really complain about the first day). Asil, Annabel and I chose to find "the real french quarters" of town while the others checked out another beach. we had success and meandered through the cobblestone neighborhoods, admiring pink blossoms pouring over the walls and stopping in little shops to purchase goodies to take back home.
Asil wouldn't let me get away with avoiding the Indian tradition of having a cake smashed in your face on your birthday either. Although, her version was much nicer, which i appreciated greatly!
and after another long and sweaty bus ride (which i didn't have to worry so much about because i smartened up and took a sleeping pill) we stepped off the coach and into the brisk, fresh air of bangalore. i don't think i've ever felt so good.
peace. love. and pondy.









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