Om Beach - See You Later India!

Seany and I at the train station before I leave for my flight to Vietnam. Good times, Cuz! Sorry to the Israeli we met who took this picture of Seany and I.
Dream - we even saw the dolphins!
Monkey man scaling the rocks on our adventure to the next beach.
Was this even a trail? Went through here only to turn back. Well worth it though
So colorful
Sweet dreams, dog!
Peace out India - Thanks for all your love.
Hello Vietnam - - -

My Cuz and I - Part 4: Hampe and a Tush

Hampe - A place of many ancient artifacts to ponder and older rocks to climb - in other words - another place to monkey around and be free - awesome!


A tush - for you Ma!


Perhaps you can't see his face, but Seany is wide eyed with his tongue rolling out of his mouth as if he is staring at the hottest girl he's ever seen.

An elephants blessing - make sure you feed him some banana's first - or some rupees.


Ahh, Life. Enough said.
We went on an adventure one day. We rented a motor bike and cruised far from the mainstay and ended up in a secluded hilly landscape to push our limits.


While burrowing through spiky bushes, we found large rocks to keep us from the needle prickers. Within a group of rocks, we found an entry way to temporarily keep us from the blistering sun. "Let's see where this takes us!" we said to each other. We made our way into an unknown cave leading us to an unknown exit. As a matter of fact, we weren't sure if there was an exit, but we got down on our hands and knees and somehow managed to crawl under and through and finally up and out. A local bat taking its afternoon rest awoke to say hello, too, which gave us a quick yet lasting jitter.


Peace to the rocks.


Words cannot describe, however, that's the challenge of a writer.

We made it, yet when we got back to the bike, it didn't work. Of course. After locals came to our rescue, Sean became the night driver to vroom vroom to our cozy 7 day old guest house.

Our guest house and those that live and own the place.

Seany's enjoying the grub, as well as the local way of grubbin'

The sights from above.

Blue Ganesh in a cave.

And some views.

And more.

My Cuz and I - Part 3: One BIG Tree

One BIG Tree - Banyan Tree - The tree grows, and the branches descend into the Earth, which then become roots and subsequently become new trunks.


Where is the first trunk? After searching, we still had little clue as each trunk or branch looked as if it could have been the first - one thing is for sure, the tree itself doesn't care which tree trunk came first.
It just keeps growing and growing and growing.


And growing


Do you see a monkey?


How about here - another monkey, perhaps?

See that in the middle - another monkey.


Top right - perhaps the same monkey

Did you know that Buddha became enlightened under a Banyan tree? Climb a tree. And then, climb another tree. There's unlimited energy in a tree, in nature. Embrace it.

My Cuz and I - Part 2: The Backwaters of Kerala

The Backwaters of Kerala - Where a picture can only do so much justice.


King of the World


Children running to catch a wave and a smile.


Sigh, life is good!
And the Lotus says, "Hello."


Seany and Openness - like the mind at the beginning of its opening - the Grand Opening of Truth itself - remember the Lotus, always.

And remember to thank those who have sheltered you.


It's Seany, too. Ha Ha.

My Cuz and I - Part 1: Kanyakumari

Well, my cousin Sean and I began our ten day adventure in the southern most tip of India, Kamyakumari - how fitting.


Basically, our trip consisted of catching sunsets and sunrises.


On our last morning in Kanyakumari, we walked up a sunrise tower to view the welcoming of the new day. From left to right, east to west, we could view the vastness of open waters. One of the few places in the world where one can become witness to both the sunrise and sunset in the same place, Seany and I gazed upon one glorious and unimaginable site: the sunrise on the left and a rainbow on the right.


Morning Glory - Welcome to Life


Seany and two thumbs up for our second morning meal, Utapam. Basically a rice pancake dipped in delicious coconut curry served on a banana leaf. See the colorful people engulfing the grub as we are about to follow suit.


Learning to make the southern Paratha with the locals. Paratha is a typical breaded roll, seemingly simple to make, but infact, a bit tricky to flip, spin, and press. Seeing smiles on the faces of the locals is one of the primary reasons for visiting places like this. Another, is learning how to eat like them.


Little snail friends sucking to skin.


And the scorpion becomes us. On the way back from a sunrise viewing, we notice a scorpion minding its own business. Our spotting of this crawly creature got it hammered and killed by our guide around the area. As soon as the scorpion got pelted, sending it to its death, we felt a penetration through our veins, pulsated at an irregular pace, as if the spirit of the fellow infiltrated our very beings. Later on, we came upon the scorpion and realized that its flesh, too, was entering the lives of other beings, literally. What does occur at death. Does one really die, or is this idea fabricated, too. Death is no waste. Flesh is reused, and the energy of the creature, according to the laws of energy, doesn't wither away or dissipate, but perhaps it transfuses with other energies, perhaps nearby. A constant build-up of energy, love energy, life energy - from energy to positive energy, good energy - because it's simply all energy, all of it - so why not turn it to good?