We fly down to the very South-West tip of India and into the state of Kerala where we will spend five days. It’s much hotter and humid down here, we are in the tropics. The Indian man in the seat next to me on the flight down turns out to be the cousin of the person we are having dinner with next Saturday.
We are met by the driver and then it takes 3 hours in a wreck of a car to navigate the potholed roads to get to the Kerala backwaters where we will spend the rest of our time. This is an all-inclusive package and we have one of the cottages set amongst the canals. I notice a gecko in the rafters up above my head but just before I drop off to sleep I see that he’s disappeared. I figure he might get some of the mosquitos before they get me and, judging by the small gecko droppings on the floor in the morning, he managed to eat something. The rich choice of activities here include chess, billiards and yoga. There is nothing for hundreds of miles, it’s time to relax.
Three men come to turn down the bed, they want us to watch and we cannot understand why and so decline and wait outside in the deckchairs. Then they leave and we go into our bedroom and it’s a work of art, they have arranged hundreds of flower petals in colorful designs all across the bed and twisted the towels into two love-making swans….
It’s hot and humid and the power goes out three times before bed-time.
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