Friday, 13 September 2013

Kanyakumari (I love saying that)

I had to catch my train at 2 am, so walked to the station and oddly felt the safest I’ve ever felt. The only people that were about were bin men (which came as a great shock, considering the place is an utter shit hole), or people asleep in the street. Even at that time in the morning it was baking hot. By the time I had lugged all my shit to the station I was sweating like Taylor in a playground (that’s for telling me that Charlton went into administration). The station was overrun by cockroaches, rats and mosquitoes. Magic! Three of my favourite things.

I managed to get to Kanyakumari (It’s the furthest south you can travel before falling in to the ocean) without any drama, so thank the lord for small mercies. I arrived, and as usual the tuk tuk driver took me to an entirely different place than I wanted to go. This time though I was too pissed off to entertain him and wouldn't even get out till he took me to a fancy hotel. I got a room with a mahousive bed, AC and a balcony with a sea view (all for £18. I’m like Rockafella, me). It was pretty swish by recent standards. I was only there for one day to watch the sun set over 3 oceans so without a sea view it’s pretty pointless.   I also felt I deserved a day by the sea.

I got the ferry over to the Vivekananda Memorial. Its about four hundred metres from shore It’s a big old rock where they have built a beautiful memorial to Swami Vivekananda.  He, apparently, is some dude who used to go over and meditate on this rock. They seem to love people that sit about all day. I’m surprised they haven’t got a memorial to me, is all I chuffing do. We were literally on the ferry for about 4 minutes but they insisted we where the biggest life jackets I have ever seen. They wouldn’t even have been too small for meathead. They were mahousive. I felt like a right spanner.

It was all worth it though as it felt so good being on the little island (or large rock).  It felt amazing being surrounded by ocean. I feel dead calm and peaceful when I’m by the sea (It also makes me want to go to toilet!). I had to take my shoes off too, and you know how I feel about that. I felt really happy and wondered if I am infact bi-polar. I seem to be either on the verge of a breakdown or so in awe of the place that it takes my breath away. This place was pretty awe inspiring. Today I like India again.

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