Round and round.

Maybe one of the hardest parts of waking up each morning here is the cold shower. Electric means of heating water, I think has been outlawed along with the use of chicken eggs. But, that is a different story altogether.
So, as a part of my eagerness to incur the entire wrath of the Kerala experience. I have been following convention and taking cold showers every morning. I realise that as a result I get through the morning so quickly in some kind of freezing turbo mode that I barely remember them. Maybe that is why we all sit around for several hours on the front porch swatting flies and talking politics before it is time to actually go to work. And then really, there is no way to recover a day after a morning like that because friends have turned to political rivals and people that sort of didn't like each other to begin with have now slapped one another on the pretext of almost getting a fly. It is a bloody mess.

But the day wears on and then it is lunch, and in the heat we trudge to the GM restaurant to eat 3000 calories in simple carbohydrates and the sudden lack of all brain function enemies too sleepy to fight and friends too bloated to do anything but sit in a chair swat at flies in the shade. Soon coffee comes and things improve and people walk around planning the achievements of tomorrow.
So it is time to leave and we go home to spend hours arguing about food, eating, forgotten but now remembered political divides spirited now with some alcohol.
Then sleep and then cold showers.