Nothing will make me consider crawling the footpaths of a concrete jungle but sometimes professional compulsions can make me change my mind.
(Thekkady will be back here shortly but I have to take a little break here and go to Mango Musings briefly.)
You see, in my circles I'm considered a reasonably decent speaker and if the subject is on my specialty, Glaucoma, I'm occasionaly invited to enlighten an already enlightened audience! I had therefore dragged myself to Ernakulam (Cochin) for the weekend and since I hate driving out early in the morning on the nightmare called NH 47, I left on Saturday afternoon with my son.
At the end of 24 hours I had to admit that if I discounted the NH 47 experience on my way towards my destination it was really a Grand Experience.
(You can click the link to go back in time and enjoy the old world ambience of the Grand Hotel, Ernakulam as soon as I finish that post, which will be very shortly. Meanwhile enjoy the crisp papadums for starters!)
