Mara and Kara and the Seriously Belated Photos
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Sorry it took so long to get some pictures up! We tried to include a little of everything we talked about in the blog, but found it hard to pick between them. Hope you enjoy!
At our favorite restaurant in Kovalam. This was the first time we gathered the courage to venture from the hotel.
We didn't actually like coconut water that much and tried to avoid drinking it at all costs.
Sunny woke us up early to go fetch coconuts.
The first of our many unwanted additional roommates. They liked to hang out in the bookcase but also in silly places like our shoes and clothes.
A close up of the spider. Sunny assured us that despite the fangs, these particular spiders didn't harm humans. We remain unconvinced.
Mara outside the entrance to the path leading up to the school.
The view of the MMM school from the play yard. The students have assembly right out in front every morning.
Kindergartners at MMM school.
The pigeon that nest on top of the bookshelves in the library of the school. Where else would a pigeon live?
Seventh standard boys at the MMM school.
Waiting room of the Pain and Palliative Care Center. At this point, the hole in the wall had been mostly repaired.
The meat shop. This is when it is closed though. Early every Saturday morning there would be a few sides of beef hanging on hooks in front of the tarp.
Some of the guys who played soccer and cricket outside our house every day.
Mara cutting beef with Sunny. Yes, he is holding the knife between his toes.
Theodical Junction as seen from Sunny's shop.
The house where we stayed with Sunny and Gracie.
After many unsuccessful attempts, Mara finally caught a chicken at the chicken park. In the background is the butcher cornering a few doomed birds.
Kara with the crazy German nun Sister Adarsha, our favorite person at Pushpagiri Hospital.
The nurses of the Pain and Palliative Care Center. They made us wait to take pictures until they changed from their white uniforms.
Kara was a little excited that Obama's inauguration made the front page of the Malayala Manorama.
Our first experience wearing saris. We went to a wedding and it was bizarrely hot and uncomfortable. The saris did not help the situation.
The only way to climb a coconut tree. This guy's entire job is to climb trees and collect the coconuts.
Take note of the placement of the mahouts hand.
Sunny was a little nervous of the elephants. Kara was not.
This elephant couldn't keep it's trunk out of Kara's face.
Kara with Sunny, Gracie and the driver Jose.
Kara with Sunny, Gracie and the birthday cake they bought her.
Mara was disturbed by the elephant's hairiness.
The porch where we slept on occasion. Also note the pigeon house in the top left corner and the buckets for collecting rain water on the right.
The tea plantations of Munnar.
Sunny didn't really know how to wear warm clothes.
Us with Gracie and the driver Kochimon.
Munnar was one of the best places we went, mostly because of the comfortable temperature.
In the middle of a tea plantation in Munnar. Mara later changed her shirt while crouching down in this very row.
Kara with a nice family who gave us handfuls of pepper when we stopped along the side of the road.
Only men are able to dance Kathekali because the elaborate costumes can weigh up to 85 pounds.
This is the part of the show where the girl character went crazy and started screaming and trying to kill the male character. He got to her first.
Posing with the dancers after the performance.
Our impersonation of the Kathekali banshee woman. Kochimon was laughing so hard he could barely hold the camera straight.
This is just a portion of a wall at a Joy Allukkas gold showroom. The rest of the walls are similarly gilded.
Mara tried on one of the antique gold necklaces. Her only complaint was that the sheer weight of the necklace made it cut into the back of her neck.
They didn't actually let us drive the boat...
Us on the houseboat with KC, his wife and his daughter in law Anna.
Mara was a sucker for animals about to be killed and eaten. Here she examines a jumbo shrimp outside a seafood restaurant.
In front of our houseboat after our tour.
Our lunch on the boat, a typical Kerala meal served on a banana leaf.
A houseboat on the backwaters of Alleppy.
Gracie and Sunny with his most holy popeness. Yes, this is the man we tried to greet properly but failed miserably in our attempts.
Us with an Armenian/Australian bishop in the tomb room of Eastern Orthodox headquarters.
Remarkably enough, this is what we looked like towards the beginning of the Holi celebration.
Kara all covered in Holi with a few of the kids at Santa Maria.
Gracie, Sunny and Shema right before a wave soaked all of their clothes.
Our names written in Malayalam.
Gracie, Shema and Kara commandeered a fishing boat on the beach at Kochi.
The elephants were enormous and completely decked out for the occasion. We are still unsure as to what the elephant riders were doing with the props.
We had to pass through a creepy alley behind an abandoned building before we could get on the roof. Sunny was not worried.
Kara was the only person allowed through the police barrier to get closeups of the elephants. It may or may not have had something to do with her being white.
Kara in front of the crowd after making it safely onto a rooftop.
Crowd of thousands of partially drunk people? 22 huge and relatively unharnessed elephants? Large rings of fire being lit in the middle of the crowd? Why not?
On our way through a rice paddy to find the goat farm.
For some reason, Jose knew how to effectively wrangle goats.
Hanging out in Sunny and Gracie's kitchen before dinner.
Mara with Sunny and Gracie at Bishop Makarios' burial place.
With the family. Gracie, Sunny, Sherin, Shema.
Kara making her speech at the jubilee for Bishop Makarios' first death anniversary. We were seated on stage with that large assortment of very important people.
Proud papa Sunny with Sherin and Shema.
Mara in front of the huge statue built off the coast of Cape Comerin at the very tip of India.
At the steps of a giant temple built in the middle of the ocean.
This is what usually happened when we tried to take pictures in a public place. We have no idea who these people are. Sunny suggests we charge people for pictures to make a profit.
Some of the Punjabi people Mara followed around for a while.
Watching the sunrise at Cape Comerin.
And then, in a wacky turn of very stressful events, our flights were all messed up and we were forced to spend the night in London.
We took a train from the airport into the city and walked around for a few hours.
The only problem was that coming from the heat India, even the spring weather in London was freezing to us, and we had very few warm items of clothing packed.
Regardless of the weather, the detour through London was an amazing accident. We just wish we had had more time to look around before we had to catch our return train.
Our tiny room in the Yotel Hotel in Heathrow airport. Mara found that when reaching her arms and legs she could almost touch all four walls of the room at once. Kara had to take this picture while standing on the toilet.
In front of the Royal Albert Hall.
At our favorite restaurant in Kovalam. This was the first time we gathered the courage to venture from the hotel.
We didn't actually like coconut water that much and tried to avoid drinking it at all costs.
Sunny woke us up early to go fetch coconuts.
The first of our many unwanted additional roommates. They liked to hang out in the bookcase but also in silly places like our shoes and clothes.
A close up of the spider. Sunny assured us that despite the fangs, these particular spiders didn't harm humans. We remain unconvinced.
Mara outside the entrance to the path leading up to the school.
The view of the MMM school from the play yard. The students have assembly right out in front every morning.
Kindergartners at MMM school.
The pigeon that nest on top of the bookshelves in the library of the school. Where else would a pigeon live?
Seventh standard boys at the MMM school.
Waiting room of the Pain and Palliative Care Center. At this point, the hole in the wall had been mostly repaired.
The meat shop. This is when it is closed though. Early every Saturday morning there would be a few sides of beef hanging on hooks in front of the tarp.
Some of the guys who played soccer and cricket outside our house every day.
Mara cutting beef with Sunny. Yes, he is holding the knife between his toes.
Theodical Junction as seen from Sunny's shop.
The house where we stayed with Sunny and Gracie.
After many unsuccessful attempts, Mara finally caught a chicken at the chicken park. In the background is the butcher cornering a few doomed birds.
Kara with the crazy German nun Sister Adarsha, our favorite person at Pushpagiri Hospital.
The nurses of the Pain and Palliative Care Center. They made us wait to take pictures until they changed from their white uniforms.
Kara was a little excited that Obama's inauguration made the front page of the Malayala Manorama.
Our first experience wearing saris. We went to a wedding and it was bizarrely hot and uncomfortable. The saris did not help the situation.
The only way to climb a coconut tree. This guy's entire job is to climb trees and collect the coconuts.
Take note of the placement of the mahouts hand.
Sunny was a little nervous of the elephants. Kara was not.
This elephant couldn't keep it's trunk out of Kara's face.
Kara with Sunny, Gracie and the driver Jose.
Kara with Sunny, Gracie and the birthday cake they bought her.
Mara was disturbed by the elephant's hairiness.
The porch where we slept on occasion. Also note the pigeon house in the top left corner and the buckets for collecting rain water on the right.
The tea plantations of Munnar.
Sunny didn't really know how to wear warm clothes.
Us with Gracie and the driver Kochimon.
Munnar was one of the best places we went, mostly because of the comfortable temperature.
In the middle of a tea plantation in Munnar. Mara later changed her shirt while crouching down in this very row.
Kara with a nice family who gave us handfuls of pepper when we stopped along the side of the road.
Only men are able to dance Kathekali because the elaborate costumes can weigh up to 85 pounds.
This is the part of the show where the girl character went crazy and started screaming and trying to kill the male character. He got to her first.
Posing with the dancers after the performance.
Our impersonation of the Kathekali banshee woman. Kochimon was laughing so hard he could barely hold the camera straight.
This is just a portion of a wall at a Joy Allukkas gold showroom. The rest of the walls are similarly gilded.
Mara tried on one of the antique gold necklaces. Her only complaint was that the sheer weight of the necklace made it cut into the back of her neck.
They didn't actually let us drive the boat...
Us on the houseboat with KC, his wife and his daughter in law Anna.
Mara was a sucker for animals about to be killed and eaten. Here she examines a jumbo shrimp outside a seafood restaurant.
In front of our houseboat after our tour.
Our lunch on the boat, a typical Kerala meal served on a banana leaf.
A houseboat on the backwaters of Alleppy.
Gracie and Sunny with his most holy popeness. Yes, this is the man we tried to greet properly but failed miserably in our attempts.
Us with an Armenian/Australian bishop in the tomb room of Eastern Orthodox headquarters.
Remarkably enough, this is what we looked like towards the beginning of the Holi celebration.
Kara all covered in Holi with a few of the kids at Santa Maria.
Gracie, Sunny and Shema right before a wave soaked all of their clothes.
Our names written in Malayalam.
Gracie, Shema and Kara commandeered a fishing boat on the beach at Kochi.
The elephants were enormous and completely decked out for the occasion. We are still unsure as to what the elephant riders were doing with the props.
We had to pass through a creepy alley behind an abandoned building before we could get on the roof. Sunny was not worried.
Kara was the only person allowed through the police barrier to get closeups of the elephants. It may or may not have had something to do with her being white.
Kara in front of the crowd after making it safely onto a rooftop.
Crowd of thousands of partially drunk people? 22 huge and relatively unharnessed elephants? Large rings of fire being lit in the middle of the crowd? Why not?
On our way through a rice paddy to find the goat farm.
For some reason, Jose knew how to effectively wrangle goats.
Hanging out in Sunny and Gracie's kitchen before dinner.
Mara with Sunny and Gracie at Bishop Makarios' burial place.
With the family. Gracie, Sunny, Sherin, Shema.
Kara making her speech at the jubilee for Bishop Makarios' first death anniversary. We were seated on stage with that large assortment of very important people.
Proud papa Sunny with Sherin and Shema.
Mara in front of the huge statue built off the coast of Cape Comerin at the very tip of India.
At the steps of a giant temple built in the middle of the ocean.
This is what usually happened when we tried to take pictures in a public place. We have no idea who these people are. Sunny suggests we charge people for pictures to make a profit.
Some of the Punjabi people Mara followed around for a while.
Watching the sunrise at Cape Comerin.
And then, in a wacky turn of very stressful events, our flights were all messed up and we were forced to spend the night in London.
We took a train from the airport into the city and walked around for a few hours.
The only problem was that coming from the heat India, even the spring weather in London was freezing to us, and we had very few warm items of clothing packed.
Regardless of the weather, the detour through London was an amazing accident. We just wish we had had more time to look around before we had to catch our return train.
Our tiny room in the Yotel Hotel in Heathrow airport. Mara found that when reaching her arms and legs she could almost touch all four walls of the room at once. Kara had to take this picture while standing on the toilet.
In front of the Royal Albert Hall.
1 comments:
I loved looking at all your photos! Would enjoy seeing the whole lot sometime when you're home, Kara...
I'm glad you both made it back home safe & sound, and that you had such a great adventure.
~Julie
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