Bubheneswar is known as the city of temples and In certain areas of town there is a temple at every turn. They vary largely, some dilapidated, some pristine and some down right dirty.
None quite so naughty as the Sun temple in Konark though. On arrival I saw the scaffolding and instantly thought I would be bored with this crumbling pile of rock in seconds but I couldn’t have been more wrong. There are hundreds of intricately carved karma sutra displays, men with multiple women, women with multiple men, groups of lesbians and even a women and a dog (disturbing). It was obvious that men did the carving as no penis ended before the knee and no women had less than a DD cup. Surprisingly though women appeared to be the boss, portrayed as powerful and in control. I asked our guide what had changed, he replied “greedy men”.
We took a 15 hour over night bus to Chennai, which was heavily flooded when we arrived. The bus would have been ok if our driver wasn’t so partial to an emergency stop. Every 5 minutes he would go from 40mph to zero in about 6 seconds, I did get the of pleasure of seeing Luke headbutt the post in front and wake himself up though so it wasn’t all bad. After a night of loud and completely insane Bollywood films, headbutts and cramps from our semi reclining chairs we decided to crack open the vodka and Coke at 9 the next morning and everything was ok by 10.
After taking another 3 hour bus journey out of Chennai we were relieved to arrive in Mamalapuram. We had a balcony over looking the beach which was filled with fishing nets, boats and the occasional dead dog. Watching the fishermans daily routines was so fun, we would see them head out first thing, return to untangle fish from their nets then sell their catches to the locals.