March 20, 2013 by brasiersarah
These are the Chinese fishing nets that nestle the banks of Cochin, stacked together one by one they serve as a tourist experience when the fishing hauls are running low. For about 3 bucks they let you have a go and I can tell you I would want to do that day in and day out. Their hands are a museum of callouses each one depicting a lost battle with three inch thick rope. The fish we caught in our 10 x 10 net good luck if you’re looking to catch one with a rod. Being the low season for fishing the men mainly rely on tourism for their income.These are paintings on the wall that runs along the riverfront, the artists collects small donations from passers by that want a photo. I think it’s beautiful work done by a crazy looking man and I hope that he is still painting today. We met Girish through Couch Surfing and he was kind enough to let us stay in his hotel for a night and what did he want you ask? Just a photo shoot for his hotel website. Heres just a couple of excerpts of the MANY pictures taken…The other two girls are Carina and Hanna a pair of Germans who also met Girish through Couch Surfing. This was the last photo before we went to a snazzy hotel where “Girish’s friend” was playing music. The smiles are strained and the level of awkwardness has just gone up a few notches.As you can see.This is the Backwaters of Kerala, a labyrinth of rivers and canals both natural and man made running down half the state. It’s truly amazing once the mouth of the canal opens up and and far as the eye can see a massive body of water is projected in front of you. You have to remind yourself that it is not open water but a collection of lakes and canals. There are hundreds of kettuvallams (Kerala houseboats) of all different shapes and sizes cruising the Backwaters.These guys were playing a game of cricket on what looked like an island gives a new meaning to six and out. Girish Picture no. 346And 347.Ahhhh Girish what can I say you were………an interesting character to say the least. He got us a great deal on the boat with two other German girls in return we did a photo shoot in his hotel. Like I said interesting to say the least, I don’t even want to know how many unknown photos were taken of us we were very sure to lock the door that’s for sure.Bar the creepiness this place was an amazing experience and I am so glad we ventured down to the south even if it wasn’t for long enough. This cute little guy knew exactly what was going on and as soon as we docked to have lunch he there with his cutest face on. Needless to say we gave hime all our scraps and pampered him until we had to go.This is where we docked for the night. As the mooring lines were secured and the extension lead was thrown over a few trees to the nearest house we sat back with a warm G and T and unleashed another game of Buno (Boat Uno).We had first real experience of southern indian food and it was amazing I ate four fish and whatever else was on offer. If that cute little pup had come back it wouldn’t have even been possible to lick the remains from the bowels. Girish picture No. 768.Carina and Hanna were lucky enough to share this experience with us, all of it, from the amazing food to the inappropriate comments and photos. Constantly babbling German and writing we later found out what was being recorded. But ill keep it off the blog. Girish picture 768The deserted beach that Girish took us too and just as he claimed it was completely empty. A beautiful beach lined with palm trees it was like something out of a travel book and if knew where it was I would take anyone who wanted to come with me.This was probably the 6th person on the beach a cute kid with his sister taking his dog for a walk.Sitting in a flat in Istanbul I still long to hang out of a rickety train with the wind in my face. Its fun watching life go by while sitting on the steps of a sleeper train. We saw a lot of Christian pilgrimages in Cochin a far more prevalent ideal than in the north.