|Fisher boat in Chennai|
Chennai was the first city that hosted us, with the sea and the sunny beaches and temples of Shiva and Vishnu which will remain in my memory.
From Chennai we went down to Madurai, the temple city over and over again. Here I was able to meet again with old friends, visit the Gandhi Memorial, with his clothes stained with blood that the Mahatma was wearing at the time of his assassination and the Murugan Temple, just outside the city. My tailor trust me quickly packed four pairs of pants.
Tanjore was a truly memorable stage, the Temple of Shiva Lingam with his six feet is something really impressive and artistically superb.
The train has also led us to the capital of Kerala, Thiruvanandapuram, the old Trivandrum which I like to remember the beautiful palace of the Maharaja.
From Trivandrum to Ernakulam by train and then Cochin, my second home. So many friends, so many memories, so many things to see and do, buy the shirts.
To conclude, the magic Mumbai, the economic capital of India, where everything is possible and the contradictions of the subcontinent reach their maximum expression. Rejecting and involving city.
Once again, thank you India!
|Lingam in Tanjore|