My journey ended in the hippy beach resort of Varkala and suddenly we were back amongst 'normal' tourists! weird.....
But there was a pool in the hotel and it was warm, so lovely to stretch out and swim! Our room was interesting - every surface was painted, including the floor, those aren't tiles you can see.
Apparently every room in this hotel is decorated with a different theme. Obviously we had the Art Deco look....
Valakala is known for its big beaches. It looks strange to see the mix of Westeren tourists bathing in next to nothing and the Indian ladies gracefully keeping covered with their sari.
The way to the beach was down steep steps, which were unfortunately covered in letter, so I wasn't tempted. Content to view from afar...
....whilst enjoying a cooling drink on the restaurant balcony!
Had an amazing Kerelan fish curry for lunch, but we kept having to swap seats and shuffle around to avoid the hot sun. Now you wouldn't expect to have to do that in February!
but that was nothing compared to the sunset that evening.
The turban award had one more pass to be made, so it came my way....apparently it was my fault Terry had ended up in India, where as I thought she has chosen to come along! So I get to keep the turban, it's home with me now to remind me of the splendid time I've had and the friends I've made.
One last look up to see the moon before I head back to the hotel and finish my packing, it's a 12.30 am start for the airport and a long journey home.
But no mater how far I travel, the wonderful countries I visit, the interesting and friendly people I meet and the different foods I taste I know I'm always going to know I'm home when I see this: