Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Maïdo & Petite France

The Maïdo (2203m) is probably one of Reunion's most visited tourist sites (although that's entirely relative - there's never much of a crowd). It's also part of Reunion's UNESCO site "Pitons, Cirques and Remparts".


Part of the commune of Saint Paul, it affords a bird's eye view over the whole cirque (natural amphitheatre) of Mafate, which is only accessible by foot or helicopter.
So if you're not into into hiking, are too broke for the helicopter ride, or just want to look at Mafate before or after hiking there, this is the place to go.


Looking to escape the January heat we first headed up to Petite France, a village at 1100m, where the relative of a family member has a piece of land we camped on.

bee hives

As the land used to be lived on, there are a number of plants that have been planted, others grow wild.



Agapanthus ("Lily of the Nile")





Tamarillo (tree tomato)




Montbretia

Nasturtium

peaches

The next morning we drove the remaining 1000m uphill to Piton Maido itself. There are many alembics (stills) in this area, used for distilling essential oils, mainly geranium.

La Réunion  -Alambic (distillation des huiles essencielles)
an alembic (photo source)

The further you drive up the sparser the vegetation becomes.



In late October 2011 the Maïdo suffered a bad fire when 3000 ha burnt.



Once you arrive at the view point you need to hope there are no clouds to obscure the view. To be sure of this it's often best to go early in the morning, but you can still go later in the day and be lucky.


When you look to your right (south-east) you can see the 3 Salazes and the Col de Taibit which is a pass between Mafate and the cirque of Cilaos. At the foot of the Col de Taibit (Mafate side) lies the ilet (or hamlet) of Marla, at 1600m.

Marla is Mafate's highest hamlet

Looking directly right (south) you can see the Grand Benare (2898m). 

Grand Benare is Reunion's 3rd highest peak

When you look straight ahead (east) you have the Gros Morne (3019m) directly in front of you.


As it is almost as high as the Piton des Neiges (3070m) the latter is hidden from view from most angles.


The village in front of the Gros Morne from this line of view is La Nouvelle, Mafate's largest village.

La Nouvelle

Looking to the left of the Gros Morne (north east) you can see the hamlet of Roche Plate.

Roche Plate

Looking left (towards the north) you can see the distinctive, knife-edged Crête des Orangers (1300m). The buildings behind it to its left are the hamlet of Ilet des Orangers, and those on a plateau on the right of the photo are the hamlet of Grande Place.


Although this was a place I'd often been to before, it was the first time we'd been back since we spent 3 years in Korea.


After admiring the view we headed back down, stopping at another family member's piece of land at 1300m for a picnic lunch.


We saw some interesting wild mushrooms there.




This plant looks like a four-leaved clover, but it's actually a member of the sorrel family:

Lucky clover (oxalis tetraphylla)

This bramble is a climbing shrub introduced to Reunion that has an unfortunate tendency to smother local vegetation. Programmes are underway to try and eradicate it. It's known locally as vigne marron

Giant bramble (rubus alceifolius)

Mock strawberry (potentilla indica)



Friday, 27 January 2012

Khajuraho & Varanasi

After leaving Agra we travelled by car to Khajuraho. We made a stop en route at Orchha where we had lunch.

Jehangir Mahal (palace), Orchha

Khajuraho is a small town famous for its temples which were built between the 9th and 12th centuries.

shrine, Khajuraho

Their temple art is considered to be amongst the finest in the world, and they are a UNESCO-listed world heritage site.

temple, Khajuraho

The temples were built by a dynasty called the Chandela, of which Khajuraho was the ancient capital.

temple, Khajuraho

There were originally 85 temples, but they fell into ruin and now only 22 remain. They were discovered by the outside world when a British army officer was shown them by locals in 1838.

Chitragupta temple

The temples are in three groups - Western, Eastern and Southern. The Western group is fenced-off and is the only group that you have to pay to enter.

Visvanatha & Pratapesvara temples

Lakshmana temple

Before entering the complex we paid a visit to Matangesvara temple which is the only western group temple still in daily use.

lingam in Matangesvara temple

Matangesvara temple

In the Varaha shrine, built 900-925, is a depiction of the Hindu god Vishnu as a boar. It is covered with 664 divinities and the serpent Seshanaga is between its legs.

Vishnu as boar, Varaha shrine

sculptures adorning the temples

Khajuraho's temples are famous for their erotic sculptures.



It's worth noting however that these represent only 5-10% of all the temple sculptures.

note the person hiding one eye and looking with the other!


The erotic sculptures are never inside the temples, or near the deities.



Nobody is exactly sure of their significance, although different theories exist.


handstand posture!

Ganesh

Some sculptures show scenes of daily life, such as this woman drying her back:


The nymphs are known as surasundaris.



Sardulas are mythical beasts, part-lion and part-human.

this sardula is fighting a human

lady in a sari

hanging around

Sadashiv idol in sanctum,
Kandariya Mahadev temple

Opposite the Vishwanatha temple is a pavilion with a sculpture of Nandi, Shiva's mount.

Nandi the bull



The following day we visited the Eastern group of temples, which are near the old village of Khajuraho.

one of the Eastern group of temples

There are three Hindu temples in this group, and four Jain temples.

4.5m statue, Shanti Nath Jain temple 

Jainism is an Indian religion which teaches non-violence.

Parsvanath temple, Jain enclosure


woman with goats

Some teenage boys showed us around the old village, including the school.

classroom, old village school


Although Khajuraho is a relatively small town of about 20 000 people, it has its own airport, and we able to fly to our final destination in India 400 km away: Varanasi.

welcome to Varanasi!

Varanasi is a holy city for Hinduism (one of seven), and one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in the world - since at least 1000 BC.


Hindus come to bathe in the River Ganges or cremate loved ones, or to die.

most ghats are used for bathing

If you die at Varanasi it means you have finished (moksha) with the cycle of reincarnation (samsara).


If you come to die and don't die it's not a good sign as it means the gods don't want you!


Every year Varanasi receives more than 3 or 4 million pilgrims, that's more than 60 000 per day.


One of the particularities of Varanasi are its numerous ghats, which are the steps leading down to the river's western bank.


Several are used to cremate bodies, and there is always a smoky haze hanging over the river ghats.


Dasaswamedh is one of the liveliest and most central and colourful ghats, but there are many others.

Dasawamedh ghat

Every evening a ganga aarti river worship ceremony is held.


Although Varanasi has a certain number of temples and other sites, its main attraction is the ghats.


drying laundry

As Varanasi is such a holy city there are a higher than normal number of sacred cows - they're everywhere.

holy cow!

After our stay in Varanasi, it was time for us to head back to Reunion via Delhi, Mumbai and Mauritius after almost three weeks in India.


Suggested reading:

Sister India by Peggy Payne. "A poetic mosaic of sights, smells, sounds, and tastes about a square mile of Varanasi. The haze from continuously burning funeral pyres, the pleas of impoverished children, the smells of the perfume market, and the droning rhythms of holy men chanting by the sacred Ganges overtake the senses and both disgust and enthrall the Western travelers staying at the Saraswati Guest House. Situated in the middle of Varanasi's frighteningly tangled maze of claustrophobic lanes barely wide enough for two small wheeled carts, the establishment's manager is the sari-clad Madame Natraja, a reclusive, surly white woman weighing more than 300 pounds, a mysterious and fascinating blend of East and West. When religious murders leads to a curfew, the travelers become captives of Madame, her house, and the violent city where death becomes everyone's familiar".

See also here.

Khajuraho