We left the comforts of the Kannur Beachhouse and drove a couple hours north along the coast to some of Kerala's backwaters (the name of which, after many failed attempts, we could not understand)
Here's our basket boat.
...and here are some other vessels and some of the sights along the backwaters.
We stopped to visit a spot where it seems several troops of monkeys hang out. They're so cute...but also vicious.
These are some kids that were extremely stoked to see us and ask every one of us 'What is your name?!!'
We stopped to walk along part of this pristine 25km long beach, that if it were anywhere else would have been packed with luxary homes or hotel, but as it was there were just a few village homes.
The sunset was wonderful to watch, but little did we know that before it rose again we would be awaken from our slumber at 4am by loud drumming and chanting from the local temple, followed by even louder hindi music, all of which lasted for about 2 hours.
The say that when you travel its the people that make the biggest impression on you. This is true for the crazy little man named Krishnan who worked our boat. Usually in India yes is indicated by a head waggle, but for Krishnan it was more of a vibration.
His hyperactive tendancies were most evident as he attempted to stall us while a very late dinner was being prepared. After announcing that he knew magic to whipped out a deck of cards and shuffled them frantically, emploring us to cut the deck twice and then 'magically' telling us what the bottom card of each pile was.
This was made more hilarious both by the beers we were drinking and his excellent pronunciation of the word 'ace'. Shown is a picture of Krishnan holding 'ass, ass, nine'!
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