Cut a Carly
December 2nd 2011 Our first night in Varkala completely failed to see any assault by tiny gecko feet on Tess, or Aisha for that matter. So we dragged ourselves reluctantly out of bed and into the hot, humid day. We wandered down the strip of shops (imagine a tiny Indian mall/market stretched out along the side of a path running the length of the cliffside) to see what we could see. We managed to find breakfast at t
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