"We had been walking for about an hour when the countryside opened up. On every side stretched plantations of cashew and cucalyptus, groves of coconut-palms and plantains, low green scrub, stands of bamboo, patches of tapioca and the remnants of primeval forest where the black pepper vine thrives. One is overwhelmed her by the sheer abundance - the boundless exhuberance - of Kerala's fertility. It is as though the Lord of Creation had given way, at this point, to the promptings of a wild and joyous extravagance...' Dervla Murphy, in On a Shoestring to Coorg
Friday, 20 November 2009
India bound
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