Each home in this district has its own well. Upon enquiring, I was informed that similar to what is occurring in OZ, the water table is dropping.
The rubber trees continue to be the main cash crop in this area.
And wherever you go you find the ubiquitous tuk tuk taxi.
And its variations, as in this pick-up truck.
In Cochin I stayed at the Healthy Life International Hospital. This is one of a series of seven or more Nature Cure Hospitals set up by the enterprising Dr Jacob Vandankencherry in India, and who is negotiating to develop them in the surrounding Asian countries such as Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Indonesia, etc.
Here I am with Dr Jacob and one of his assistants. He is so busy that he does not have time for his photo to be taken without having to answer the phone.
An evening lecture to the inmates of the hospital with Dr Jacb as interpreter.
One of the delightful raw food meals served to me during my stay.
I then flew up to Delhi prior to flying out to Croatia via Moscow. On the streets of in India you can find people providing practically every service imaginable. As is this man with his Sewing machine.
As well as the services provided, there are the footpath stalls selling every possible article imaginable.
In the midst of all this activity there is to be found havens of sanity such as this park with its rather delightful children's play-ground.
The fibreglass figures are a delight to see and amuse.
What would we do without the slippery slide?
And to top it all off a train.
Outside of the real train station we found a line up of trishaws, the modern tricycle replacement for the rickshaw.
Whereas, as Noel Coward sang,"only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun", the wise man takes his siesta.
In the hot dry climate of Delhi we found this exhortation to plant a tree.
From the sublime to the ridiculous as we travel from the heat of the tropics to the coolness of Croatia via the snows of Moscow.
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