I have to admit that the reason I was in this great market place in Kerala (see my previous 2 posts) was because I was “turned around.” I do pride myself on my excellent sense of direction (and you know about pride) but I mistakenly thought that I was walking south when in fact I was walking north. I wasn’t lost, just going in the wrong direction, which in this case provided a new vista. As a serious traveler, I live for new vistas. Smiling, I turned the corner.
Clearly, I had left the fresh food market and was now in the wholesale food market. Open-fronted offices and warehouses now lined the street. Men sat around in repose, waiting for orders to lift the heavy sacks that they were leaning against.
Kerala is practically at the bottom of India and has a hot climate. These men are all wearing a sarong type garment that is often called a lungi. For me, this adds to their allure.
I am feeling quite satisfied with having bumped into this market. All is as it is meant to be . There are no accidents. In a few days I will be meeting up with my tour group and have work to take care of. So many stories all within a few blocks.