Rajapark Beach Resort Varkala

... like vegetarianism, is something kids can turn to when they're old enough to decide, but not before then) got me wondering whether I should add it to my short list of places under consideration to move to after this trip winds down.

This conversation unfurled over the course of Sat night on the south beach of Varkala, a town set atop western-facing cliffs with stairs leading down to the pristine white ...

... that they are toying with me, so I refuse and get back into the rickshaw. I go to the hotel next door, a run down building with men hanging outside. I talk with reception and he goes to call and discuss it with half a dozen people. Already wary of what is taking place, my attention is distracted by a large group of men stumbling out of the restaurant, completely drunk. They seem to be arguing and pushing ...

... stares (curiosity, white skin, western woman, yea whatever else etc), the flattery is long gone and I find myself becoming a bit perturbed by the consistency. Reminding myself of the reasons and try to let go of small irritations, this gets me to Calicut, where all self checks go out the window. I step off the train in this not fussed city of almost one million people, I immediately get bombarded by: people holding out their hand, asking for my name, rickshaw? Hotel ...

... there was a leach moving inside the car. I was really worried until Sreeni asked me to remove my sandals… Bloddy hell my toe also spread with blood and when I pressed it started bleeding. I am really gone mad after looking that it was a small hole (We both got hurt in the same place). We took the 1st aid kit and cleaned the blood strains and apply band aid. It was very mucha a panic situation and we don’t know that still if any leeches inside the car.. However we ...

... inside out.
Hollowed out. Will it be better that I stop thinking about beautiful people around me? Will it be better that I assume the camouflage of a cold-hearted cynical person that plays around with humor and defense rather than reveal my fragile heart to this unpredictable world which is full of vile and betrayals? Should I disarm my cynical façade and load off the anger, the ...

... others, that’s what I do. And that I am full of ideas. Always ideas. Ideas here there always with the ideas’. Not bad. Then he said that I had two heart lines meaning ‘ before I am thirty I will have not so good life as after thirty. Before thirty always sometimes good, sometimes bad but after thirty I will have happy life all time’. I can definitely see truth in that, but from the perspective as a time-traveller ...

... t much to write about the last 10 days, apart from that our daily routine consisted of getting up and having coffee, having a museli and fruit brunch in a cafe overlooking the dolphin-encrusted sea, a two to three hour yoga session on the roof of the Silver Estate guesthouse, back to our room for a shower, and then a delicious meal in a very friendly, if rather reggae-heavy, ambience.

All of the food there was good, but the vegetable biriyani deserves a ...

... opted for a short cut. Immediately Wiz's negotiation skills were put to the test, albeit accidentally. When we found a place that cut women's hair, Wiz inquired into the price (150Rp/$5). This seemed perfectly reasonable so we asked what time we should come and the woman automatically relented and agreed on 100Rp. Wiz has become a formidable opponent. Anyway, after being dragged to another shop down a laneway for the haircut and after asking for ...

... fisherman who seemed very pleased. In the evening as the sunset I normally headed back down to the beach to BBQ the fish. One day I even made a sand oven, something Iv always wanted to do. I made a fire in a hole in the sand, covered it with some banana leaves, put the fish on, some more banana leaves then buried it for an hour. When I uncovered it I was left with beautifully steamed fish and they were delicious!

... to the tea museum to see how tea is made and in the afternoon we take a rikshaw to the view point where there is a coffee and cinnamon plantation it was quite bizarre. We buy a ticket for 25 rupees and start the trek down following the arrows. A few plants have name tags and before we know it we have reached the exit sign! I still don't know what a coffee plant looks like and have no idea what we have just done so save your rupees if you come here. After ...