The hit of the day was the backwater
boat ride on the waterways leading from the mountains to the Arabian Sea on the Western
Malabar coast. The boat was covered with bamboo matting with 2 bedrooms and a kitchen on the lower
floor and a lounge with good viewing on the upper story.You can rent these to cruise and live on for a longer period but we just went for the afternoon. We saw local families on these as well. We saw people walking by as
well as washing their dishes, hair, babies and clothing. Kids were playing
and riding boats around us. Kids mostly waved and shouted "hello", adults went both ways, ignoring us or waving.
Nobody tried to
sell us anything which was a nice change. The
weather was
again quite warm-hot but we at least had shade and I took a few baths in the bathroom sinks to cool off. We had a really nice Indian lunch served to us on the upper deck which included spicy fish, curries, fruit ad much more.
When we got back to the hotel, after a quick dip in the pool to get drenched for the heat, mom and I went on a walk on our own along the waterline. There are Chinese fishing nets lined up on poles with a counterweight of large stones that allow them to raise and lower the huge nets into the water with about 4 me also pulling the lines. We climbed up onto one boat and they let us pull up the net but we couldn't do it too many times as they all want a tip and we are nearly out of money. If I could remember my ATM password I could get some more but alas I just
changed it and it is a mystery to me now. We ended the day with a visit by 6 of us to a local home where we were warmly
greeted. We sat and talked about their family and ways of life and they asked about us.They served us the most wonderful meal we have had yet which included fish, spicy shrimp,several curries,
papadan- probably way off but it was crunch read like a tortilla, chicken, really spicy beats, mango salad, ad a few more items. The grandfather took a liking to our friend John who he said looked just like his brother who moved to the US and had not been in contact for years. With tears in his eyes he asked for a photo with John and himself.
The hit of the day was the backwater boat ride on the waterways leading from the mountains to the Arabian Sea on the Western Malabar coast. The boat was covered with bamboo matting with 2 bedrooms and a kitchen on the lower floor and a lounge with good viewing on the upper story.You can rent these to cruise and live on for a longer period but we just went for the afternoon. We saw local families on these as well. We saw people walking by as well as washing their dishes, hair, babies and clothing. Kids were playing and riding boats around us. Kids mostly waved and shouted "hello", adults went both ways, ignoring us or waving. Nobody tried to sell us anything which was a nice change. The weather was again quite warm-hot but we at least had shade and I took a few baths in the bathroom sinks to cool off. We had a really nice Indian lunch served to us on the upper deck which included spicy fish, curries, fruit ad much more. 
When we got back to the hotel, after a quick dip in the pool to get drenched for the heat, mom and I went on a walk on our own along the waterline. There are Chinese fishing nets lined up on poles with a counterweight of large stones that allow them to raise and lower the huge nets into the water with about 4 me also pulling the lines. We climbed up onto one boat and they let us pull up the net but we couldn't do it too many times as they all want a tip and we are nearly out of money. If I could remember my ATM password I could get some more but alas I just 
changed it and it is a mystery to me now. We ended the day with a visit by 6 of us to a local home where we were warmly greeted. We sat and talked about their family and ways of life and they asked about us.They served us the most wonderful meal we have had yet which included fish, spicy shrimp,several curries, papadan- probably way off but it was crunch read like a tortilla, chicken, really spicy beats, mango salad, ad a few more items. The grandfather took a liking to our friend John who he said looked just like his brother who moved to the US and had not been in contact for years. With tears in his eyes he asked for a photo with John and himself.
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