I just had possibly the nicest meal of my life. It was a mushroom tikka kebab with capsicum and raita and salad. Each bite was another shade of culinary heaven. Accompanying this amazing plateful was a glass of freshly made watermelon juice, the only disappointment being that through generosity they had left no room in the glass for ice.
All this under coconut trees with a light breeze tickling their leaves and making them shiver.
Last night we sat in the kush and spoke with the two Janas about everything under the sun and danced to gypsy swing at the bar. The Norwegian guy got ridiculously pissed and couldn't stop talking and wouldn't try leaving. I'm not looking forward to paying our bar bill today...
PHOTO EDIT:
Essentials
The walk to breakfast
The scariest school gates
Hinduism
... and Christianity side by side
The shacks at the restaurant we ate the best meal at
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