Travel Blogs from Kakkabe
Been traveling for two days and seen a glimpse of the manic Bangalore city, but I've arrived in a slighlty quieter Madikeri, a small hill town in Karnataka. Surrounded with coffee plantations and palm trees, it's much greener than I expected. An awesome start to my 4 weeks in Madikeri, with my ...
... sort of co-op, with everyone providing certain services or products to the community. Being refugees in India grants them the right to education in India, including post-secondary training; however, they are not considered Indian citizens, even the ones who are born in India, so they are not actually entitled to work in India. Thus, the co-op and settlements are somewhat forced upon them as a means by which they can survive.
... a crimson tint thick and wide in the western sky. The sky was as though waiting for the sun to set.
I am mesmerized by what I see… a marvel of nature … an absolute joy to behold the display of colours soon after sun sinks down and bids adieu. The sky wears a wreath of flame – the blazing red glow of a setting sun.
The crimson-gold flush of the skyline that burst into a ...
When you have nothing to do,
Sit out in the verandah,
With a cup of tea in hand
And sing a song
Ding dong, Ding-dong,
Doodle do, Doodle do …
And I go a few steps to shout for a cup of tea. No one responds, so I go out to the kitchen 100 meters away and fetch a cup of coffee instead.
... of Cochin. The city has a long history which dates back to the early days of the spice trade and to the likes of Vasco Di-Gama. The old part of the city is a warren of streets, canals and old neighbourhoods. In one, truck loads of spices packed in burlap sacs are moved in and out our large warehouses on the heads of workers.
A highlight of our stay was a spontaneous excursion to a Hindu festival in nearby town. Armed only with unpronounceable names of the ...