Who'd have thought it, two days ago I was frolicking in the Arabian Sea in my bikini and now look at me, trussed up like Scott of The Antarctic. What a waste of a decent sun tan.
It's hovered around -5 all day today with snow and even colder temperatures forecast for later, bloody England. Why the hell was a beach bum like me born here? I've got my yoga pants, Tibetan yak wool socks, a vest and a sweatshirt on underneath this lot and I'm still cold.
Here's some pictures from our first week in Kerala.
We took a groovy Hindu tuk tuk (auto rickshaw) from Trivandrum airport to Kovalam, home to the glorious Lighthouse Beach.
We stayed in a traditionally built home stay set amongst the palms.
|All this for less than £8 a night|
The lady of the house cooked us a traditional South Indian pure veg breakfast every morning.
|Iddiappam (rice left to ferment overnight and then forced through a mould to form spaghetti) served with aloo (potato) masala and seasoned with freshly grated coconut.|
Appam - fermented rice flour pancakes served with kadada (a spicy lentil stew)
Idli (steamed semolina cakes) with bindi (okra/ladies finger) and snake gourd curry
We took long walks.
Drooled over Hindu temples.
Were enchanted by nature.
Chilled on the beach.
As in Goa all able-bodied men are expected to help haul the fishing boats ashore, tourist or local alike.
|Good old Jon leading the way.|
|The mosque at Viridyam|
According to the Rough Guide, Kovalam is the most developed beach in Kerala. Don't let that put you off, Benidorm it ain't.
|Hippy-tastic crochet maxi coat (hand-made by my Mum), Aztec belt (50p, Age UK), Slouchy beret (the fabulous Elizabeth), vintage duck print maxi dress (seen HERE)|
I'm as cranky as a cranky thing, I was wide awake at 3am. Hopefully a pizza and a bucketful of Havana Club rum will sort me out tonight.