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A pleasant morning can be spent watching traditional wooden fishing boats come and go.
Gomez swears that the sand is softer and the water is bluer as you get closer to India’s tip, where she grew up.
The skinny, 80-year-old Indian yogi is doing his best to suggest ways I might adjust my ample 55-year-old American body into a passable downward dog. I’m an enthusiastic but generally bad practitioner of yoga. She appears to have Indian roots, but her English is perfect.
The black pepper that grows everywhere here helps tame the innate sweetness in a Southern-style carrot cake.“Kim,” she would say, grabbing my hands, “you must come discover why we call it God’s own country.” I finally took her up on it.After 14 hours in a plane that took us through Qatar and then to Kochi, the largest urban area in Kerala – its airport is the first in the world run completely on solar power – we find ourselves in this beach resort dissecting the new wave of Indian travel over fried chicken that is almost like the banana-leaf-wrapped version she used to eat as a child at street stalls called thattu kadaas.Kerala’s cooking is light and infused with chilli and coconut; its dishes are built largely around rice and fish.“Most of my friends say Kerala is the soft landing for India because then you are used to India and ready for all of its glorious chaos in other places,” Pinheiro says.
After her father died of a heart attack when she was 16, she and her mother moved to Michigan, where her older brothers were in college.