kshaw, plane, taxi, train and finally an 'ambassador' taxi to arrive in the very humid southy indian evening at Varkala. It was late, so we joined the locals and rickshaw drivers in a little cafe for a meal of idllys and curry before heading to bed - sleeping bags are definitely no longer needed!
Varkala is a coastal town with the 'main drag' along a cliff top looking down on a large beach below, the temperature has barely dropped below 30c (even at night) so we have spent lots of time on the beach and on hammocks in the shade.
We took a walk up the coast along the cliffs, past coconut groves, a black beach and fishermans huts, we shared fresh coconuts with some locals who had taken a break from working in a shrimp farm before finding a nice quiet spot to eat a fresh watermelon.
Our evenings have been spent relaxing (not that different from the days) with the odd beer and a pick of freshly caught seafood from red snappers an butterfish to jumbo shrimps and giant Blue Marlins. We're really not sure where the last week has gone........
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