Kerala backwaters
Our tour boat glided slowly through the backwaters of Kerala.
We gazed out over palm trees, canoes and life along the canal banks.
Our tour boat glided slowly through the backwaters of Kerala.
We gazed out over palm trees, canoes and life along the canal banks.
After waking up, we looked out our hotel window to view the traffic chaos which we soon would be pedaling… through…
We spent the morning sitting on a teashop bench, watching the decorated trucks and buses drive by. I was just… about to leave when Paul said, “Grace, wait. I see something else coming.”
India can be found in its villages, rich with their countless activities. On the main street of Badami preparations were beginning for the Diwali festival.
Schools out for the day. And if you should chance upon foreign cyclists, why not stop them and ask them… where they’re from.
In India, shrines are everywhere. We came across elephants who bestow blessings, Hanuman statues carved in rock faces, termite mounds… draped in gold cloth and even Ganesh’s face painted on tree trunks.
Traveling through the painted towns, we gaped at the opulent murals. Nowadays many houses are abandoned, with only caretakers to… look after them.
At a truck stop, a Sikh chauffeur showed us where we were on the map while the mechanics wanted to… know what was in our water bottles. (Whiskey? diesel?) The place was a world in itself since the mechanics lived behind their workshops.
Suddenly we caught sight of Amber fort, nestled between the Aravalli hills.That first glimpse left us speechless and we
Distracted by the movie billboards, Grace collided with a rickshaw. Thankfully nothing was damaged and they were both able to… pedal on.