I arrived in Rameswaram by train on India’s south-east coast over a clanking bridge that connected the island to the rest of Tamil Nadu. In those days, there was only the railway bridge to the island from the mainland, so with no cars, everyone walked or biked along the island’s main sandy street.
My cotton clothes clung to me with the incessant heat and humidity while I plodded from the railway station past restaurants with sandy floors. I discovered a a movie theatre — a cement floor with a screen up front but no seats or a roof overhead. With no traffic, the slow pace of the island was a relief after Chennai, and I had no plans of where I’d go next.
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