Freemind diary of a local traveler: Pondy time

I spent my last days in India between Pondicherry and Auroville.

Pondy, as it called familiarly, is a former Dutch, Portuguese, English and last French colony! The French influence is palpable and a small French community lives overthere mixed with few other Western minorities.
I found a couchsurfer host before arriving in town but I spent the first day in a hotel, cause my host had his 24 hours turn in the hospital that day.

Promenade in Pondy

It was funny that while I was going back to my hotel, I bumped into 2 friends of my host ( whom I didnt even met at that time). The story in short is that I finished my dinner and I decided to get something sweet, but then I changed my mind and turned over to my way back to the hotel.
I was lost in my thought when suddenly I heard my name, and there I met Jana and Pressly! They were in the area for some commissions and we casually came across into each other.
The mystery was solved easily,after my host told Jana (who is also a couch surfer) about me, he checked my cs profile, so he knew how I looked like.
As usual, call it destiny,fate or whatever, I had the luck to meet these two nice Indians!
Jana has an house at the back of Auroville, close by Sadhana forest, while my host lived in the center of Pondy.
I spent couple of days in Pondy with my host, partying at night with two other travelers,a French guy, that has been travelling around the globe for three years and a Spanish dude. We all spoke Spanish, and this made my host a little bit jealous, but he was going around among his friends so we didnt care that much.
Last night I spent in Pondy with my host, he brought us ( me, the French and Spanish friend) to a cool hidden place when every bar closed up.
It was a hidden club on the roof of a building. Me and the guys thought it was a kind of rave, we had to climb stairs with no light and the walls with some graffiti reminded me of some social centre in Italy.
But after going through the gate we were amazed! It was a posh club with a hot tub on a roof with plenty of fashion Indians.
After the initial stupor, we, the Spanish speaker gang, located a great spot, a small terrace up on a turret. People were too posh and music was not our cup of tea so we left my host with his friends and settled our own bar on the turret.

When you travel, you find all the tricks to save money and have good time anyway. The guys had rum and a bottle of coke: the perfect night!

The day after I decided to move to Auroville. I wanted to check this town that is supposed to resemble a hippie town.
I booked a nice room in a community and in the evening I had dinner with Gaurav, another Indian Cs, who lives in Auroville. We got on very well and Gaurav offered me to stay at his place for the remaining days.
As usual I dont have half measures: I was still recovering from the previous night hungover but I accepted to go partying at Jana place.
I was too curious to check a real Indian party and also because I knew Auroville is a alcohol free zone...so that was my last day with drinks!
The party was simply great! The tiredness disappeared after the first drink...there were Indians but also Europeans and we all start dancing Indian music, so funny!