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Ajit drives us to
From 1503 till 1663
We arrive at a lovely former convent that has been turned in a hotel (and for the life of me, I can’t remember the name of the place!). It’s a very quiet and atmospheric building and the rooms are a bit small, but coasy.
We jump on the bed and start flipping through the Lonely Planet to decide where to spend the afternoon, and choose to go to Ernakulam. This district within
We take a rickshaw to the docks, from there a ferry sails to Ernakulam. While we wait for the ferry, a couple of local youngsters walk up to us and ask us if we are willing to speak English to them so they can practice. Of course we are. There are two girls and two boys, about eighteen to nineteen years old and they are all eager to ask us questions about our country, our work and our life. When we ask about their life, they are all still in school (mainly studying IT) and full of ambition. It’s really pleasant talking to them, especially their enthusiasm about everything is infectious. They sure make waiting for and riding on the ferry a whole lot more exciting.
When we arrive in Ernakulam, we say goodbye and we all go our own way. I wouldn’t be surprised if they would look out for more western tourists who take the ferry back to practice more English.
We hit the busy streets with all kinds of shops, and once we’ve done some serious browsing I get new sunglasses (my last pair melted by the scary yellow mosquito repellent) and gifts for our nieces and nephews. We buy colourful bangles for the girls and mini-rickshaws (pull them back and they drive by themselves) for the boys.
After a couple of hours of strolling around, we’ve had enough and take the ferry back. We’ve done enough for today.