trapped with tourists in kanyakumari

today we spent some time with a couple from America

in the late afternoon shared a car down to the shore with them from our hotel. sara and i didn't engage the hawkers selling postcards, shell necklaces, seashells, pearls -- so we were left alone to enjoy and explore... but the couple did engage, so we were quickly invited into a tangled web of consumption. temporarily escaped, but mostly spent the time in the commotion of commerce while finding cool shells, seaweed, dead fish, rocks of many kinds, sea-sculpted tennis shoe soles, while playing catch or splashing. right after the sun disappeared but with plenty of light left they said "it's getting dark" and headed off to the car with their catch of the day -- mostly items that, granted, were once natural or wild, but were notable in having been selected and prepared for consumer consumption.

such was their interaction with this place of abundant beauty, this sacred place at the very tip of the subcontinent, where the sands of 3 seas mingle.

by ajay

more importantly, looks like satya needs a root canal. NB brush well, floss often!