Konark

16th December 2004.

Konark is home to the mighty Sun temple, one of India's best World Heritage Sights. It is an hours drive from Puri, so we quickly gave up any aspiration to pack our bags and stay the night there, as we are now terminally exhausted with all the travelling hassle.

We paid the usual dodgy road-tolls to get here. The biggest business in India seems to be making your own gate / barrier on the road, and then charging anyone who looks foreign to go through it.

This is the dancing hall in front of the main temple and judging from the half naked Apsaras, it might get a little saucy here. Today we formally agreed to use the term at the "speed of sari" to refer to anything moving at a snails pace (similar to the speed at which sari clad women waddle around in India.)

(Read: Jason gave up waiting for the "saris" to walk out of the photo)

The main temple is thought to have had a duel (sanctuary) at the back, which has since collapsed. Some argue it was never made, as the sandy foundations would never have supported such a structure.

The temple is actually a chariot for Surya the sun god, pulled by life size stone horses...

... rolling on 24 stone wheels.

These elephants were discovered inside the last 15 years... we suspect someone might have decided to dig a toilet pit.

Hello Tiger. This is what we came for. Naked, sexual, rock, art.

Is that one man and two women?

I think it is.

From the middle of the 13th Century as well.

The temple itself is thought to contain a large amount of iron, that attracted local ships to sail close to the nearby beach (It played with their compasses).

Now it seems to attract scaffold and some of the worst restoration work we have seen anywhere in the world.

The nine planets shrine is still a popular Hindu attraction, so we spent a good 5 minutes dodging Brahmins and their not quite free flower donation requests.

The local petrol station has the safest drinks in town, as our only foray into a cafe, nearly cost us 3 days of crop dusting but for our flat refusal to even taste the putrid crap they bought out for us. (Yes Sir (waggle), it is lassi, (more head waggling) and not dodgy water and milk powder, (waggle waggle)).

Konark civilisation peaked over 700 years ago... and the renaissance is not on the horizon...certainly not in the catering industry anyway.

FYI - Waggling, the gentle movement of the head from side to side (not like a Western no) is the one true sign someone is lying through their teeth to you.

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