I can't believe it's been 2+ months since first setting foot in India. MC's been doing the bulk of uploading the photos which is a huge task since we've taken so many...but we're having such a good time going back and checking out all that we've done. Quite unbelievable at times. There are moments when I don't even think it's all real - or I don't recognize things. "Wow - that place looks cool!" - and yes, we were there and I actually took that photo. It's been a whirlwind. I'm going to copy in what MC wrote since it talks more about the wonderful city of Kochi and our great experience there...and talks more about Goa.
WorldTrek 06/02/2005: Leaving India
Hi everyone -
Hope you are well. We're back in Mumbai (Bombay) for a few days before
we fly out of here and head to Egypt. Deanna and I are both a bit sad
to leave India but with the monsoon rains starting very soon and train
tickets completely booked by all the Indian families traveling during
school break, our original plan of heading north to the Himalayan
region to pal around with the Sikhs and the Dalai Lama (Ladakh,
Amritsar, McLeod-Ganj) was looking to involve over a week of actual
time on buses and we just couldn't do it. Next time though...
When I last wrote, we were deep in Southern India. From Varkala, we
traveled north to Kollam where we caught a boat through the backwaters
of Kerala. While in Kollam, we were in an auto-rickshaw driving to the
boat jetty when we were forced to stop for what looked like a parade -
a parade of horrors that is! When Deanna and I looked more closely at
the marchers, we saw a gentlemen pulling a large sled/chariot and
seeming to be a bit "crazy" - the man was connected to the sled (as we
found out later) by hooks through his skin. He was followed by several
gentlemen walking on "shoes" which were a bed of nails. And following
them were a line of marchers with their mouths open with both cheeks
pierced with a thin wooden "spear". The finale really took the cake
though - it was a man suspended from a wooden structure by hooks
through the skin on his back...ouch. According to the Discovery
special we happened to catch a few days later, it's a Hindu festival to
show their devotion and apparently as some of the participants enter a
trance they don't bleed and don't hurt.
After the excitement of the parade, the backwaters boatride was very
relaxing indeed. Many people don't take the public boat - they hire a
houseboat and just spend 2-3 days floting down the river lined with
palm trees, small huts, and friendly local people going about their
business. Having spent a LOT of time floating on boats in many places
during this trip, we decided 8 hours on a boat was enough for us
although I would have liked having a cooler of beer and a personal chef
on-board. If you've never done this kind of trip however, Kerala is
absolutely gorgeous (I'd have to say the most beautiful place in India)
and is highly recommended.
In Kochi - which is a really great former Portugese fort city - we had
a wonderful time. We went to see a performance of the local dance form
- Kathakali - which I had very low expectations for but the
demonstration beforehand was actually quite interesting. We also went
to see a local martial arts demonstration. Deanna and I were the only
guests and therefore sitting rather near the stage - a great view until
they demonstrated a weapon which is best described as a hand-held whip
of helicopter blades. I was trying not to flinch, but as safety tends
to be a bit lax over here I admit I was nervous.
From Kerala, we headed northwards to Goa...stopping along the way in
Mangalore to break up a very long bus journey. Nothing of note except
that we went to see the new Star Wars movie. I should have suspected
something was up because of the hand-drawn black marker signs
advertising the theater, or when the driver dropped us off in front of
an office complex rather than a theater...but it finally became
apparent George Lucas wasn't getting any royalties when the movie came
on and the film time-code was emblazoned across the top of the picture.
Other than the poor sound, poor color, and the film time-code blocking
our view - the movie was better than I thought it would be.
After another overnight bus, we reached Goa. Just in time to close it
down...literally. In the three days we spent in Goa, all the
beachshack restaurants closed one by one...our waiter actually asked
"do you want another beer? we close until October after tonight". It
was really sad to watch everyone board up as if a hurricane was coming
- but I understood better when we got caught in the heavy rain (on a
scooter no less) and the first truck that passed us completely deluged
us in their tire-spray from ankles to eyes".
me: "Deanna...do you see the turnoff for the hotel?"
D: "I can't see a thing with this water in my eyes!"
me: "me either" (gulp)
Good times.
Well...a farewell to India then. We're in Mumbai and outside of
arranging our tickets (a bureaucratic, inefficient mess between
Northwest, KLM, and Emirates Air), we're planning to eat good Indian
food and watch one last Bollywood flick before we leave on June 5th.
Wishing everyone the best.
Michael
Deanna again! Mumbai has been a great place to end the trip. It's such a cosmopolitan city - and with it come big city prices - but all very much worth it. We ventured to the cinema a couple times, got our fix of Bollywood films (there just so much fun to watch - the singing and dancing is just so good), ate some good Indian food, walked around and took care of getting our tickets to Dubai and on to Cairo. I have to admit that was one of the more arduous tasks I've taken on during this trip. Northwest/ KLM and their partners really need to get on point with how they deal with travellers on the round the world ticket. So much confusion between NW/ KLM and Emirates (although I'm quite excited about travelling Emirates despite their incompetencies on the administrative front). But I won't bore you with all the details...just the facts about my trip out to visit the NW/ KLM office in Bombay. So while MC was working on the photos I set off to master the public train system in Mumbai. Heading out I was fortunate enough to sit in the "Ladies compartment" - it was relatively empty and the women were all very helpful. A very lovely experience and not something I had expected in light of a recent report in the papers of women arguing and physically fighting in the trains and a security officers hitting one of the pregnant women involved.... (Not nice stuff but the public reaction was priceless...50% felt the pregnant woman deserved it!!!)
But things got more interesting in the afternoon coming back in to town. The express train was packed and as I was running down the platform a "nice looking man" (about my age) runs behind me telling me to get on the car as soon as possible. The train has started to move. As I step up on to the overcrowded car my shoe falls off! Do I get off and save my flip flop that cost me 50 cents or do I stay on the express train and try to survive my short walk home with only one shoe? Big decisions...but ones that I didn't really have to make because this "nice" gentleman grabbed my shoe for me and jumped on the train behind me. Now this train was wall to wall men (I saw one other woman further down the same car), really packed in, but somehow this "nice" man managed to pass me my shoe and still wedge his hand directly on my boob!!!! I'm not kidding. And he kept it there until I was able to force my elbow down on his arm. It was the strangest thing.
Slowly the masses descended from the train but I was heading for the terminus and it looked like the "nice" man was too. So he starts talking to me - wants to be my friend, escort me around town, be his American friend...I shouldn't be scared....since we both love Jesus I shouldn't be scared (NO IDEA WHERE THAT COME FROM!!!)....I shouldn't be scared because he would never touch me (ahem...that was already done!)...etc. It was all very awkward and while I insisted I was meeting MC, had enough friends, didn't feel comfortable, etc. he still persisted...until finally he got off the train. From now on MC is coming with me on all such "adventures." Once again - these guys are just lucky there are arranged marriages in this culture.
Well that was an interesting ending to a very interesting trip. Now I can't wait to hit the Middle East. I think we're both quite excited about this change. 9 hours left....
But what's even more exciting, and I can't believe I'm saying this, is that I'm getting closer to home!!!! I spoke with Erik, my brother, yesterday. It was his birthday...and he and Tobey announced that they are engaged. I guess I found out a little later than the rest of you - but that fact just made me miss everyone so much more.
More later from another time zone and country.
Love
D