Pondicherry was the next stop for some days on my way towards south. In between were 1200 KM roads. On the first day I made 630 KM on one day from dawn till dusk. It was a real hardcore day! Many times I’ve been asked how it is driving alone so long distances. And I answer that it is sometimes like meditation. After a while I am working automatically: Breaking, speeding up, changing gears, breaking for cows, breaking for motorcycles, breaking for rickshaws, paying toll, horning, giving light signal. Everything on autopilot. But I still have to be concentrated on these crazy Indian roads. So I am in a state where I don’t think anything and where I drive and relax at the same time. And then I am wondering that again four hours already passed.
I already wrote too much right now otherwise I would tell you my experiences and conclusions about the things happen on Indian roads. But for that I could almost write a single entry. On my way to Pondicherry I had after my hardcore driving day a night stop at a beach, took the bypass road to avoid Chennai, had two lazy days in Mahabalipuram (Yes I can pronounce this place now without any problem) and took three Indian guys (neighbors of my hotel room) as hitchhikers to Pondicherry. Two of them were on my bed in the back of the car and after 10 minutes I could already hear some snoring from the back. It is comfortable my bed.
10 kilometers to Pondicherry I took a right. To Auroville. A place with a very special vision. A place from which I will tell you in my next blog post about.