Lessons in Time Management

I arrived in Pundicherry at 4:30 in the morning, after leaving my friends in Kumily, I got on the bus to Pundicherry and met this guy named Prabraker who was an indian break dancer, it was pretty cool, he showed me some of his videos...im sure in india hes good, but he would hvae been nothing too special back at home, BUT he did start going through ringtones, and he gave me the ring tone for BLACK OR WHITE by Michael Jackson, so thats my new alarm clock, pretty ballin!
So upon arriving in Pundicherry, it was 430, i couldnt sleep but my hotel had a tv, so i showered and watched top chef before heading out and exploring the town. Its an old french colony, so theres french all over the place and alot of french tourists. I was in the park reading (after being attacked by fire ants) and i met this one creepy guy from france but indian decent and he sid it was his birthday, and after having such a crappy birthday in india myself, i went and bought him a beer.
But he was tres creepy, so i ditched him pretty fast. That night i found myself lounging around and recovering from the bus trip, so i got some street food and it might have been some of the best food ivbe had so far (and there has been ALOT of good food here, definitely going to be the thing i miss the most about india)
Day 2 started late as i finally got to sleep in, but i founbd myself with a heat rash!!! buhhhhh and it still hasnt gone away, im not sure if its becasue my clothes are all gross or just that i was sweating so much, but its tres itchy. I went on the internet once i got moving around and while there a guy asked me in french if i spoke french and and said i speak tres tres petite francse, and he asked if the computer had msn, i said yes and that i was leaving soon (in french!!) and he actually understood me!!
so i started wondering around the sunday market and found 2 americans that hadnt met anyone so i hung out with them the rest of the day as they hadnt had any other non frnech tourist contact, it was sweet!!
So back to their AC hotel we went that night and tried some indian red wine (one of which tasted like soya sauce) and watched Step Up, it was pretty awesome! Becasue my hotel was 24hr check-in/check out, i needed to be out of the room by 5 and the guy wouldnt cut good deal with me so i said eff this and went to the girls hotel at 5 in the morning and slept on their extra chairs until 10am, where we then proceeded for breakfast.
Now my train left chennai at 5:30pm, and i was in Pundicherry until about 1 (thats when my bus left) its a 3 1/2hr bus ride to chennai and i gave myself an hour leway...apparently not enough. I arrived in chennai at 5:00 and was told it took a half hour more to get to the train station and obviously with my luck there was major traffic because of a commie march! So after yelling at the rickshaw driver to go faster and chanting prayers to shiva to destroy the traffic, Ganesha to open routes for me to pass through, and Visnu to allow my train to be running late, i arrived at the train station at 5:40...i ran through the station with my massive bag and somehow found my train still at the platform. I didnt even look at the car and hoped onto the train at which point it started to move, lucily it was also my car, so by the com,bination of hindu miracles i managed to make the most important train of my trip from chennai to varanasi.
So 6 more days until my triumphant return to the great white north and civility. Varanasi is typical north indian so far, lots of honking and yelling and dirt and cows, ive already seen 3 funerals on the ghats where they burn the bodies.
I doubt i can get any photos up here as facebook is BARELY working, so y'all might have to wait for me to get home for the end of my trip pics.
but im almost there!!!!!