Palm trees swaying in the breeze, sea lapping on white deserted sands, fresh coconut milk by the roadside. Orissa was felt worlds away from Kolkata! My first night was spent in a mosquito filled guest house in Puri, Orissa's backpacker hangout. Full of hairy travellers, drugs hawkers and cafes with names like 'Harry's Place' Puri is pure hippy throwback territory. It was nice to see the sun set over the sea but unlike most tourists that visit Orissa I wasn't ther...

Palm trees swaying in the breeze, sea lapping on white deserted sands, fresh coconut milk by the roadside. Orissa was felt worlds away from Kolkata! My first night was spent in a mosquito filled guest house in Puri, Orissa's backpacker hangout. Full of hairy travellers, drugs hawkers and cafes with names like 'Harry's Place' Puri is pure hippy throwback territory. It was nice to see the sun set over the sea but unlike most tourists that visit Orissa I wasn't ther...

Palm trees swaying in the breeze, sea lapping on white deserted sands, fresh coconut milk by the roadside. Orissa was felt worlds away from Kolkata! My first night was spent in a mosquito filled guest house in Puri, Orissa's backpacker hangout. Full of hairy travellers, drugs hawkers and cafes with names like 'Harry's Place' Puri is pure hippy throwback territory. It was nice to see the sun set over the sea but unlike most tourists that visit Orissa I wasn't ther...