Kerala Koming
I bought some giant crabs and prawns from the local fisherman (about $5/kg) and asked one of the local boys to cook the purchase for me on his makeshift grill. Had lunch under a shade of banyan trees near some fabric vendors.
Woot.
Kerala reminds me of the Vietnam Mekong Delta. The sweltering heat, the waving palms, the colorful cathedrals – it certainly is a different India. The streets are swept clean and the rickshaw drivers point out directions without a need for fees.
Sounds of children like singing cicadas floated over the fence of St. Francis Secondary School, hung for a second over the heavy air pregnant with moisture, before scampering away towards the beach.
The beach had Chinese fishing nets strung over long bamboo poles that stuck out from the leafy greens floating on top of calm river waters.
I bought some giant crabs and prawns from the local fisherman (about $5/kg) and asked one of the local boys to cook the purchase for me on his makeshift grill. Had lunch under a shade of banyan trees near some fabric vendors.
We're staying with a local family in Cochin Fort.. felt kind of bad that we showed up so late (got lost with the taxi driver), but the Rodriguez's smiles were so huge as they invited us in – even when we had interrupted their bedtime prayer session! Images of a pale-skin Jesus dominated the house – one with a pink throbbing sacred heart with lasers coming out stood over our bed. The Madonna and Child, however, looked curiously dark-skinned and Indian.
Fruits fruits fruits. I love me some tropical fruits.
I'm melting though – this shaggy hair I wanted doesn't look so great now (haven't cut my hair since Jordan), and I'm melting every time I step outside. And the mosquitos here are fierce. Woke up today with bites on my arms, legs and face.. pockets of skin where the repellant apparently missed.