Age of Aquarius

Tony and I have been causing a ruckus with major debautcherific shenanigans on the coastal town of Varkala in the district of Kerala. "We own this town" is what Tony says to me as we walk down the street stopping at every other restaurant to say hi and have a quick chat with our new travel friends. Before I tell you about the shenanigans we have been getting into I want to give a little shout out to Tony.

He is a funny one. When he eats he makes these MMMMmmmmmmm noises of contentment Hooper from She Devil style that are just so adorable. He is a very mellow guy in conversations and decisions, except when we have to go somewhere and he goes into turbo mode and usually ends up hurting himself or reopening one of his battle wounds from the motorbike incident. So our new moto is SLOW DOWN, especially for Turbo. Traveling with Tony has been going really well, he is a wonderful travel companion who is very caring and genuine. We are leaving for Alapuzzha tonight to check out the backwaters on a houseboat. So now that you know a little bit more about my awesome new travel buddy it will make more sense when I tell you about the shenanigans we have been causing. There have been massive thunder and lightening storms almost every night here where the water pours down so hard you can barely see 5 feet in front of you. So of course we have to play in the rain. This is the cause for our nightly splash fights. It is so much fun just to run wround in the rain jumping in puddles and laughing so hard that I almost pee my dress, but it is raining so hard no one would even notice... not that Ive done that or anything :/ During these amazing rain storms we have also gone skinny dipping at 4am with two hot Spaniards and a Portuguese Bollywood star/ former Aladdin character at Disney world paris, but I didn't discover this little tid bit of info until the morning after I had kissed him. One more for the books.

Varkala is the number one spot for Ayurvedic healing. This is awesome and something we totally needed to take advantage of so we decided to both get massages. This was definitely an experience. First I stripped completely naked and sat upright in a chair while she massaged my head. Okay, a little weird sitting in this room with my muff hanging out for this Indian woman to check out, but alright im fine with it. Then after vigorously rubbing my head and doing a karate chop move similar to Thai massage she asked me to lay down on my back on the pleather table with no sheet to cover my lady bits. So im laying there completely naked as she pours warm oil all over my body, an abnormally large amount of oil. She is basting me like a turkey and there I can feel a pool forming in my belly button. She started slow, with circular and long oval motions, then slowly moved up to a speed which made all surrounding body parts jiggle, and it was during one of these hyper speed moves she was making going from my arm around to my shoulder that oil came flying off in little drips from the tips of her fingers and hit me smack in the face. It was like like when you wash your hands but don't have a towel around to dry off so you air dry by doing that flick at the wrists motion and water comes flying off in little droplets, well it was like that... except with oil... coming off my naked body... and landing on my face. So now that you understand the amount of oil flying all around this room at top speed im sure you won't be surprised when I tell you about the highly dangerous slip n' slide situation I encountered when she asked me to roll over on the already slick table so she could grease the other side of my body and work up to super jiggle speeds of rubbing. The entire time all I could think about was "Thank God I have travelers insurance" because I could picture myself slipping off that table at any moment and hitting the hard and cold Indian ground. Two days later I was still finding oil behind my ears. After that we decided we didn't need any more healing help via ayurvedic tradition medicine.

We have been staying in a really nice guesthouse for $5 dollars US a night for the two of us. It has nice black and white marbled tiled floors, a big bed with mosquito net, our own bathroom with western toilet and shower, and a veranda where we can lounge in our hammocks and chat with our neighbors Teal and Thomas, two German guys on holiday. Teal and Thomas are our German pseudo-Dads. They are the kind of European former hippie cool guys that have Burning Man written all over them. They both have kids our age and have saved our butts a couple times by giving us iodine to clean out Tony's wounds and mosquito coils. They also told us this funny little fact about the purple iodine that they were using at Sadhana to clean wounds. Apparently this tinted iodine is used by farmers on cows. It is tinted with purple ink so the farmer can see which cow they treated, haha. Whoops! Some nights we will sit on the veranda with them drinking beers and having awesome conversations about life. They are funny too, when Tony told them he is from Salt Lake City they got so excited because they are both armature kite making enthusiasts and box car racers and apparently SLC is the number one spot to fly a kite. We will talk about wine, Indian, European, and American culture, hobbies and books. Teal and Thomas have also introduced us to the best Mexican food IN THE WORLD! Im serious right now, the best burrito IN THE WORLD is at this restaurant called Clafouti. This burrito is better than anywhere in Mexico. They must put crack in with their Indian spices because we have eaten this delicious morsel every singe day since it was discovered. Snaps to Teal and Thomas.

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