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... all looked a little similar our host says she reckonises Fiona, from last April! So there you go...it was familiar! We headed out in search of some food. Varkala beach in a little north of Trivandrum, it's a cliff top lines with shacks, shops, jewels and gypsie pants. We wasted a good few hours meandering down and back up the coast line. Stopping off at a Tibetan resturant along ...
... never having been)...completely bizarre and slightly scary! Whilst here we enjoyed a long walk across the island, through acres and acres of rice paddies and beautiful serene canals, followed by a stunning canoe ride back. We hoped the rain would continue to miss us along the Keralan shores as we ventured further south to a beach in Varkala. We stayed one night at 'Bamboo Village' right on the cliff...a nice setting but in the middle of nowhere and with no necessary amenities such ...
... exercise and as such is good for you. Robert (who we will meet later) does yoga in the evenings with this exact attitude. To be unfair: the various poses of yoga are actually steeped more in mysticism than more modern approaches that utilise even a basic understanding of modern biomechanics. There are more efficient exercises that don't require an overtly “spiritual” cult to maintain it.
It's the Ayurvedic healing that has me ...
Varkala is a beach town, overrun with foreigners. It's a big backpacker place, the kind of town that people end up getting stuck in or returning to all the time. I didn't feel that drawn to it. Yes, it's beautiful but it seems so contrived. There is a cliff overlooking the beach where most of the town (well, the backpacker part of town) is. It is a street full of restaurants (all with the same menu) ...
... in hell, My body was just shaking with laughter.
Reminded me of the time I went to my Gt aunt daisy's funeral and someone called my Auntie veronica - Vera (you had to be there) but that sent me off into hysterics - one of the old ladies complained to my nan about how disrespectful I was - but you know sometimes you just can't stop - and the more you know you shouldn't be laughing the more you do!
After some ...