Puri beach and Pipili village

After it stopped raining in Konark, we headed to Chandrabhaga beach in Puri. My cousin lowered my expectations of the beach, since we both hail from Chennai, the city with the second longest beach in the world. But he didn't do it well because I was totally unimpressed to see such a small beach. The distance from the road to the water was shorter than the breadth of the road itself. It looked more like a private beach. There was hardly anyone there when we went but that could be because it was the middle of a weekday, not that the beach looked like it could handle a large crowd on a weekend.

Small beach for a small family

Parking lot

There is a time to relax and there is a time to click photos

I wasn't in the mood for knee-dipping so I stayed on the sand, sucking in the calm salty air and the sea-breeze. I heard from my cousin that people were not allowed to go swimming in that particular beach anymore due to recent deaths there. The depth of the water is unpredictable apparently.

Small or big, my niece was excited about the beach

After having lunch in the car, we started back to my cousin's place. The marine drive was just so refreshing. For the first time, I was starting to get positive vibes of the place. It started pouring by the time we crossed Pipili village, nevertheless we stopped there to do some souvenir shopping.

Pattachitra is the most famous handcraft done by the Odisha craftsmen. The artwork requires a lot of time and patience. I bought a wall-hanging frame of warrior women made of brass. You can negotiate the price to a certain extent. Pardon the bad photography, for mobile cameras could do only so much in rain.