Cochin fish nets |
Cochin is known for its amazing fish and produce markets littering the long beaches. The fish are taken in by Chinese fishing nets, which tend to look more like slingshots than any type of food entrapment. It was all very entertaining to watch as they made this huge effort to catch fish the size of your pinky finger (if they caught anything at all). After the beach, we saw ALL of the museums, churches and synagogues in Cochin, oh, how we find them so NOT exciting! I was almost at a point of pretending I had Delhi Belly again to get out and return to the hotel. Ah, our hotel was simply amazing. Most of the buildings in Cochin are at least 200 years old and built by the English, Jewish or Portuguese, so it brought back memories of our many excursions to Europe, with the cobblestone streets and antique filled rooms.
Home is where the bed is |
Our plan for the day was to go out with Renuka and see the city and maybe do a little shopping. Little did I know that the shopping would entail ONE gold store that where half of India’s population had managed to take over. Renuka forgot to add the fact that it was WEDDING SEASON. Every bride and her family(consisting of at least 15 people and their children), were buying these immense gold necklaces that could way down an elephant….all made of 24+ carat gold. Poor country? I think not, or the bank has their work cut out for them in loans lasting 3 lifetimes. We stayed to a little corner that we were shoved into as Mom picked out a simple gold chain with a very small pendant of Lakshmi; the God of health, prosperity, wealth, and just about everything (the women in India revere Lakshmi ). Even our little chain was enough money for one day – imagine these people buying POUNDS of gold without even a blink of hesitation, it was a little mind boggling actually. We finally made it out of the store, and sought out our car in a mess of millions of people and their gold. The word even makes me a little queasy.
Indian Theater Performers |
We headed back for dinner at the hotel, alone again, with our own private guitar player and drummer – and we were happy. It was around 8:30 or so, our usual bedtime, but we decided to get crazy and go out for a night of shopping. We were focused on finding a Christmas outfit for me, and went into possibly every store on the street – they were all the same, sold the same things, and had the same sale techniques. We ended up with a few trinkets for the kids at school and some other necessities, YAYYY for success!!
We didn’t feel like walking so we decided to take a tuk-tuk for a little adrenaline rush before bedtime – and it was THE BEST TIME EVER with possibly the funniest little Indian man alive. We cruised down the street, with him BAAAAAing to fat white ladies, whistling at the ancient Indian women, and driving his tuk-tuk repeatedly yelling “scuse me, ES-CUSE ME, FERRARI COMING THROUGH!!!” you kinda had to be there, peeing in our pants with us to really experience it. Sadly, we made it to the hotel and our fun was over, and WAYYYYYY past our bedtime -11:00!!!
Hi Guys - Its fun to check in every once in a while to see you visiting some of our favorite haunts...although Munnar was where we spent 3 extra days hooked up to IVs in the little hospital!
ReplyDeleteLooks like you are having an amazing time. I bet it feels like you've been gone eons.
things are pretty much the same here...when you see Mike in a few days he'll tell you about our daily carpooling emails...no, make that carpooling novels...we wrote back and forth trying to figure out the driving during finals week (with jane gone, nonetheless)! you can imagine I'm sure...very different from your and hollie's challenges.
I'll keep reading. Love the photos. xoxoKir