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Published: March 15th 2007
A month on the Andaman islands seemed to be quite a long time. But now, when I look back, it is simply incredible how quickly these weeks have passed by...
At the 10th of February I arrived in Port Blair, the little capital of the Andaman islands. It was obvious for me from the beginning on that the life on these little islands east of the mainland is very different. The omnipresent overcrowdedness of India does not apply here and the pace of life is way slower. It was not surprising to find out that they even have a "siesta". From 1 pm to 4 pm all the little shops on the islands are closed.
I wrote my last e-mails from Port Blair and visited the so called "cellular jail" in town, where the independence fighters were imprisoned by the british rulers in the last century.
The next day I took the ferry to Havelock island. It is the most touristic place on the islands because of its world-class "beach no. 7" and its amazing diving and snorkeling spots.
You can imagine my exitement of seeing cristall-clear water, pristine beaches with white sand together with incredible nature-beauty for the first time
in my life.
But the situation on Havelock was not really perfect. The island was crowded and all the accomodation overbooked. In addition to that a german guy has been missing and therefore the island was going a little crazy...
So I changed to a smaller island called Neil and I fell in love with the island at the very first day I arrived. You can walk from one end to the other of the island in about 2 hours, there is only a tiny village and 3 resorts for guests.
Every single day on Neil island I walked along the beach to a beautiful spot where I could witness the most spectacular sunsets.
For 3 nights I even slept in a little lovely camp right at the beach. A british couple built it and lived about 2 weeks in it before I took it over for a little while. I spent a fullmoon-night alone there in my hammock at the beach. Surrounded by some candles I watched the high-tide of the sea coming closer and closer to my hammock during the night.
Another day a bunch of amazing latin-american people from the resort came to visit me at the
beachcamp. Their great guitar-music connected me instantly with my time in South America - a special night.
The day after I sat there with 2 young women from Vienna. I saw them first at sunset the day before and then they came with an italian expresso-machine and so we had excellent cafe from Vienna at the little beachcamp.
And I am getting tired of mentioning all those incredible synchronicities and "coincidences" that happen to me again and again. But can you imagine offering a smoke to a person you don't know on a tiny island 1000 km east of India while watching an amazing sunset only to find out finally that exactly this person spent 2 weeks with the same family of the Shipibo-tribe in the peruvian amazon like me? With an old shaman wo receives only a small handful of westerners every year?
These and many more "small things" made it such a special time for me. I also spent much time on my own and I really enjoyed that like never before.
The only "bad" experience on Neil was the fact that I dropped my camera into the water. The cam died. But at least my memory-card with
the fotos has survived. So I can show you the fotos from the time before my camera drowned...
It was only for the last couple of days on the Andamans that I returned to Havelock. Just perfect to run "coincidently" into my friends Laura and Eran from Sadhana-Forest. We camped at the dream-beach no. 7 and shared a very special time there at the end of my Andaman-journey.
Thank you to all those people who told me "you have to go there!" :-)
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arriving on havelock-island
sri oi ram jii
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what a blast!
heavens sake! I gotta go there too! thats amazing! I love palm trees! ;-) the oi ram