The end of the World as we know it...
After a few days of lounging about at the beach, it was time to go and visit the Southernmost tip of India - Kanukumari. For the Indians, this is a place of great pilgrimage, and for the Westerners, its a diversion - to say you have been as far South as its possible to go in this magnificent continent.
Nele and I packed an overnight bag and hopped on the local bus heading South. The bus was a rickety affair which lurched, zoomed and swerved through breathtaking Keralan and Tamil Nadu-ian scenery for 3 hours before unceremoniously dropping us off in the middle of Kanukumari.
From the moment we got to the village, we had a curious flashback of Hydrabad crossed with Calangute - a place unprepared for Western tourists (and better for it really) sporting a huge monument in the middle of the water (the Hydrabad influence) attracting lots and lots of domestic tourists who are gaily going about generating a large amount of noise and rubbish and generally having lots of fun swimming in the sea fully clothed, riding horses wildly through the crowds and drinking tea (the Calangute influence)
We spent a very hot but happy afternoon taking in the sights, and then repaired to our 50 rupee room for the night. After another brush with Indian bedbugs, mosquitios and miscellaneous biters, we decided to head "home"back to Kovalam on the early bus in the morning...ensuring we were back at the bakery for breakfast. Yep, we have become true tourist trap wussies.
The last couple of days we have been lazy once agian...but tomorrow, we are on the move again.... to the Southern hippy capital of Varkala...then onto Amma's Ashram in the Kerala backwaters! feels good to be on the move again.
Nele and I packed an overnight bag and hopped on the local bus heading South. The bus was a rickety affair which lurched, zoomed and swerved through breathtaking Keralan and Tamil Nadu-ian scenery for 3 hours before unceremoniously dropping us off in the middle of Kanukumari.
From the moment we got to the village, we had a curious flashback of Hydrabad crossed with Calangute - a place unprepared for Western tourists (and better for it really) sporting a huge monument in the middle of the water (the Hydrabad influence) attracting lots and lots of domestic tourists who are gaily going about generating a large amount of noise and rubbish and generally having lots of fun swimming in the sea fully clothed, riding horses wildly through the crowds and drinking tea (the Calangute influence)
We spent a very hot but happy afternoon taking in the sights, and then repaired to our 50 rupee room for the night. After another brush with Indian bedbugs, mosquitios and miscellaneous biters, we decided to head "home"back to Kovalam on the early bus in the morning...ensuring we were back at the bakery for breakfast. Yep, we have become true tourist trap wussies.
The last couple of days we have been lazy once agian...but tomorrow, we are on the move again.... to the Southern hippy capital of Varkala...then onto Amma's Ashram in the Kerala backwaters! feels good to be on the move again.
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