That's it, I reached the famous city of Pondicherry, former French enclave in Tamil Nadu. Conquered in the early 18th century, we made it there for half a century. I arrived yesterday evening, and I admit I was scared at first: waste galore, cockroaches, rats and alcohol-soaked wreck

Undeterred, I explored the town today, I realized that I had spent the night in the western part, ie the Indian side. The east, the French side, is completely different, it is quite disturbing. It's clean, green, quiet. The street names are in French and several "restaurants" have taken up residence. So I searched for a new home in Pondicherry East, and after a few hours and many failures (too expensive or full), a sign saying "Rooms Available" caught my attention. Apart from this sign, no indication that this was a hotel. A little Indian girl saw me hesitate and told me to come in French! This is the villa Labourdonnais eponymous street. An Indian family living there six months a year, from the other half of the year in the 18th arrondissement. Their rooms are excellent, they are almost small studios with a kitchen and even a fridge! So I went to a room of darkness to a very small apartment in a quiet clear (see comparison of the two moods in the picture ...).
Earlier in the day I visited the lobby of the hearings of a former royal palace Nayak, dating from the 16th century, and some small adjacent museum. This hall had the grandeur to be used, with its painted ceilings and colorectal
During my trip to Pondicherry East, I walked along the beach, on the "walk". I will return tomorrow, I will have more time now that I have found a stable home. I must also explore the surrounding beaches and the city-experience Auroville, about ten kilometers.
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