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... to grow fond of living on the edge.
Every morning we venture beyond our hood to the busier southern end of the cliff path, to the steep, litter-strewn and dilapidated staircase that leads down to the beach. We swim and body surf in the fizzy, aerated waves before breakfast. We walk the gauntlet of cliff edge stalls - "You look in my shop sir?"; "Shopping today madam?" "Maybe later? You promise?" "Fresh fish, cooked in lemon and ginger, a cold beer sir?" We ...
... passages whilst acquainting itself with the inside of your lungs.
You can hire parasols to keep out of the sun on the particularly clear days, and sunbeds to keep you away from the tiny grains of evil that are hell bent on causing you the maximum amount of chaffing possible in the most inconvenient places. On hazier days, you can **** the idea of the parasol off because it's just not ...
... somewhere along our trips just in different places! - such a small world! I really like how the beach is down from a huge cliff and all along the cliff for about 2km there are bars, restaurants and hotels dotted along it, it's such a relaxed atmosphere and wherever you stay along that strip your always on top of everything because there is something going on every night between live music and football playing -_-. We were recommended the 'koffee temple cafe' for breakfast and snacks, ...
... not even remotely a bother after such a great day. The next day was a backwater tour of Munroe Island and by some stroke of luck as the other drivers were busy, Francis came bounding up and delivered us to the island. The tour was ok but it wasn't as nice as others we had done and by now we really were reaching our saturation point. Kind of like too many temples or museums but with a sore ass from sitting on a wooden bench too long. The water was quite stagnant so it looked ...
This weekend-away came by a bit of a mistake and some lucky coincidence. We had full intention of visiting the southern most tip of India to a town called Kanyakumari so naturally we bought our luxury a/c bus tickets to a place called 'Kayamkulam'... That's close enough to 'Kanyakumari' right? As it turns out, it was a 80 km mistake in the wrong direction. So we let go of our dreams to take a rest from dirt cloud filled local buses ...