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About CornwallYou are in: Cornwall > About Cornwall > About Cornwall > Amy's April Diary Amy's April Diary91Èȱ¬ Cornwall's Blast Reporter Amy Hall is spending three months working as a volunteer music journalist in India. She is writing exclusively for the 91Èȱ¬ Cornwall website about her experiences. Read her April diary... After a weekend's break from travelling I went to Pondicherry and Mamallapuram with Tom K, Jo, Sooz, Tom and Rob. We were meant to be getting the bus from Bangalore on Saturday morning to Pondicherry, as there were no overnight buses. We arrived for our bus at 8.30am but it turned out our ticket was for the day before! The travel agents had told us Saturday 23 of March which didn’t exist. Being lax students and travellers we didn't think to check. So we got on another bus, which was cheaper but had no air-conditioning which turned out not to be too much of a problem. Taking a journey by canoe After a very hot seven-hour journey (it's around 40 degrees now here) we arrived in Pondicherry and got on the next bus to Mamallapuram. We weren't having much luck with buses that day and it got a flat tire on the way there. After waiting by the side of the road for a while wondering what to do, the driver decided to go to the nearby garage and get it fixed and we were on our way again. We arrived in the small seaside town of Mamallapuram, also known as Mahabalipuram, and found a guesthouse, which was a five-minute walk from the beach. The next morning we got up early to beat the heat and hired three automatic motorbikes. The boys were volunteered to drive as they had the most experience. Luckily the boys were all good drivers and after the man renting the bike had told them 'be careful', 'drive slow’ and ‘use left brake or else you will tip over' we went to explore Mamallapuram. The town has been classified a UNESCO World Heritage site. It is said that the area was a school for young sculptors. The different rock carving and sculptures may have been examples of different styles of architecture. Auroville in India We decided to spend the afternoon at the beach and took off on the bikes to find one away from the town a bit. Unfortunately it turned out to belong to a hotel so we had to keep quite inconspicuous while we were there. While we were in the sea Tom K realised he'd lost the key to his bike, probably in the water. After a frantic search we decided it was definitely lost and Jo, 'the Toms' and Rob had to sort out getting the bike back to the town in a rickshaw so they could change the lock – the people who hired it out didn't have a spare! Sooz and me got the easy job of minding the bags on the beach, which we didn't mind at all. The next day we got the early bus to Pondicherry, which is about three hours away. Being there is like being somewhere in Europe as far as the scenery and architecture is concerned. Lots of road names are French as are many of the people; the town used to be a French colony. We spent most of the day eating delicious food and relaxing on the rocky beach. We also took a trip to the nearby township of Auroville. The aim is to build the city in the shape of a galaxy. People live, work and are educated here with strict ideals. Auroville is not based on a specific religion and emphasizes living in harmony with nature. We got the bus back on Monday night and apparently our transportation bad luck continued when it had to stop for two hours because a train had broken down on the line we were meant to be crossing. I didn't notice though as I was sound asleep the whole way. As this was Tom C's last week at Rave, we went out for a special lunch with the rest of the staff on Friday. It was really fun but also sad saying goodbye to everyone. I've had such a great time working there despite the power cuts, which happen at least once a day! The fifth anniversary issue should be out soon featuring some of my writing and I had good fun that day writing my 'top 10 tips for packing light' for the travel issue coming up in May. He's everywhere! This weekend I went to Cochin in Kerala with Tom C and Aina (who were going off travelling after), Sooz (who was going to spend a week in Kerala with them as the kids at the school where she teaches are having exams) and Rob (who only went for three days like me). We got the overnight train on Friday night, which took about 13 hours. I slept really well but Rob didn't, as he is tall and didn't really fit on his bed. He was also joined by a couple of people who sat on it at about four in the morning! When we arrived in Cochin, or Kochi, we had to get a ferry over to Fort Cochin where we were staying. Cochin is made up of islands and we had to get a ferry across to Fort Cochin where we were staying. At the crossing we found the Ken Livingstone cafe! It was basically a stall selling fruit and drinks and the guy who ran it was a massive Ken Livingstone fan. When we had found a place to stay in Fort Cochin we took walk down to the sea to look at the Chinese fishing nets, which are one of the biggest attractions there. We even had a go at pulling the nets in, although the fisherman told me they no longer fish properly there as there are no fish left, so they keep the nets there for tourists like us to play on. There was loads of fresh fish around though which must have been caught further out to sea. Amy and friends try out the fishing nets The next day we got picked up at 8am for the backwater cruise we had booked to go on. The state of Kerala is famous for the backwaters, which are a chain of lagoons and lakes that lie parallel to the coast. Lakes are linked by canals which are both natural and man-made. Kerala is a very green state and is very popular. It was so relaxing and peaceful being out on the water. We started on a houseboat, which we went around the islands on and we got out at one point to see a factory where they take calcium from mussels and learnt about the plants in the area such as cashew nut. We also tried the fruit form the cashew nut, which I would not recommend as it, dries out your mouth. We had an Indian lunch back on the houseboat then got back in the van and went to meet canoes for the next part of our tour. We went on in groups of about eight people. There was people from all over on the tour with us including Hong Kong, Germany and Bangalore. We went through villages on the canals and saw lots of wildlife including snakes and a Kingfisher. Monday was even hotter than Sunday. Aina and Sooz realised in the morning they had to rush over to the main part of the city to get a bus to Munnar, which was their next stop in Kerala. So that meant I had to say a sad and hurried good bye to Aina, my room mate, who I won't see again now during this trip. I'm going to miss her; we've shared a room since the beginning, but hopefully I will be able to take a trip to Norway at some point or she can come over to England and we can meet up again. Inside India's Calcium Factory After having a look around, Rob and I started to devise ways of keeping cool. Firstly I spent a bit longer at an ATM than I needed to. In India they are in lovely air-conditioned rooms. Then we actually took up a rickshaw driver's offer of looking in shops that he knew. Rickshaw drivers often have agreements with government stores that they will try and persuade their passengers to go there and they then get free petrol in return. The driver said he would take us round air conditioned shops for free then to the ferry for free too if we would do this for him, so as we had nothing else to do for an hour we said yes. He was very happy, we were cooler, everyone was a winner – apart from maybe the shops we had to pretend to be interested in. We then went over to the city to get our train back to Bangalore. On Tuesday I had a day off to sort out some of my stuff and get ready for my new internship at Radio Indigo, a music station in the city. I'm really excited about starting but I know my time in India will go even quicker now I'm doing something new again. I only have less than two weeks left! last updated: 21/06/07 SEE ALSOYou are in: Cornwall > About Cornwall > About Cornwall > Amy's April Diary
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