Rickshaw to Rock temple @ 7am, climbed halfway to the Rock temple, and unusually as non hindus were allowed inside.. It felt really weird climbing right inside the mountain, bats flapping about everywhere!There are fantastic views over the river to Srirengam, where we stayed the night before, and eagles soaring in the breeze, and hoards of dragonflies.
On the descent we poked our heads round a door way thinking it was a shrine, only to find a cowshed full of holy cows! They were just milking, and offered us a coffee. Charlie asked who was in charge...the reply..he's number 2...no1 was God.
While I was waiting on the last steps down for Charlie ( who had got collared by a temple priest) I was reflecting how much a part of everyday life religion is for Hindus, Muslims etc here. Later I got into a conversation with a Christian tailor in a wholesale trinket shop ( guess what Charlie was doing) and when I told him many people in England did not go to church he looked visibly shocked.
