Mopeds and Mud Pools
….friday was our last day of work before our weekend, it involed more bunding in the forest with the goal of ‘zero run off!’Â and then some hard work in the sun for Swami the resisdant handy man who helps build and work the land. The some rubbish collectiong on the dirt track leading in to the forest, no jus ridding the place of awful plactic bags but glass and such like as villagers would later be walking down to our forest abode for the weekly film night.
A film called dark days was shown, about peopleliving below the subway in NY, ironic i thought to be watching a such a city based western documentry in a forest hut with lots of local indians and local aurovillians- who are mainly european.Usualy we would be watching a documentary about indian life back home in manchester.
We had the job of clearing dinner and washing the large pots in an equally large pum sink- larger then my bath so i made full use f the space and hoped right in as is customary at the lodge. Then an early night wa needed.
We had no wake up as it was a saturday but we rose early to shower and then i got on my oped and went speeding down the dirt road for a test drive which went awsomely.Driving with a passager however proved to be more challenging, so for our trip to the beach we rode with two others from the lodge and after much exploring through colourful indian villages and small slums we arrived at a beach which you acessed through a healing centre- then here we took our first dip in The Bay of Bengal.
Driving back I drove well enough, weaving round corners and and the crazy also beeping traffic of mopeds, vans and cows with a few goats and dogs thrown in for good measure. Then after stopping for some rice and having a few problems starting the bike we rode back to the lodge…though this involed a tricky dirt road and a dip in the mudpool.
Tags: india, Pondicherry, Sadhana Forest, Travel
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