“India, I have swum in your warm waters and run laughing in your high mountain meadows. Oh, why must everything I say end up sounding like a 'filmi gana', a goddamn cheap Bollywood song? Very well then: I have walked your filthy streets, India, I have ached in my bones from the illnesses engendered by your germs. I have eaten your independent salt and drunk your nauseatingly sugary roadside tea” -Salman Rushdie's 'Ground beneath her feet' The road to Varkala ends at the top of the cliff, then all along the cliff top is stores and restaurants, internet cafes and aryuvedic massage centers, everything a traveler needs. There are 3 or 4 sets of stairs cemented into the landscape , often after the descent ending in natural rock. The sand is shades of beige and black
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