After a few days I've decided that because India is such a non-stop visual extravaganza I won't be writing much about the trip but photographing it - a picture paints a thousand words and all that.
On the second day in Varkala my new best mate Naz who once spent three months in Abu Dhabi earning so few peanuts that he quit and came back here to open a restaurant with his wife Armantha and that's where I met him taking a breather from the kitchen one steamy tropical evening under the coconut palms and he told me about the Hindu festival "with elephants and many many dancing girls" that I should see the next day, so along I went ...