I've never been driven into oncoming traffic as often as I have been in India..

on our way back to nagercoil

another village square

trivandrum to nagercoil via kerala and by the beach

my dad insisted i take his picture but really capture the swine flu paranoia.. i had no idea people were so frightened. and i spent a great deal of my holiday explaining how it really wasn't that big of a deal to my extended family.

for our few hours in madras before our flight to trivandrum, we were able to see a few people - including my dads best friend growing up

aww

we went out to lunch and had... ghee roast. a few people had thali meals, but really - why would you have anything other than a ghee roast?!

back to being driven into oncoming traffic...

at this point, I was not at all surprised when the cab-wallah decided, on our way to the delhi airport - there appeared to be traffic that would prevent our making the flight on time, to pull a uturn in a four lane road to take a different exit. Alls well that ends well.

I love traveling across this vast country via car. Bumpy hazard filled and life threatening as it may seem, the countryside and villages that you wander through are breathtaking and overwhelming. The different sides of India are most clearly seen this way.

Back in nagercoil, plotting how to get out of going to church and instead spending the day at a beach in kovalum. We spend most of our time here trying to be as close to water as possible.

I'm going to miss the dusty roads and masses of people. I've several journal entries to transcribe, and many pictures. Soon. We'll see what I can pull off here in the muggy south.