Drawing to a close

Last night was replete with cousins, midnight star gazing and cloud shaped imaginations. There is something fantastic about a view of a sky so immense that it feels like you'll fall into it's starry depths.

There's some gadget called an inverter which stores current so that when the power gets shut off, our fans still run. In every room but the one I was in, ha. But that meant I got a straw mat and wandered to the terrace to watch the sky turn brilliantly blue. Pictures can't quite capture it. It's one of those, you just have to be here.

It's 8am this final Sunday in India. Which means that the power is back on. Time to go find my first cup of tea and break my fast with newly made crisp appam.