From the tip of India we ventured north to Kovalam Beach in the state of Kerala. Have you ever dreamed of having a tropical beach to yourself? When I arrived at Kovalam Beach in the mid-seventies, that’s exactly what I found. Tourists began flocking to Goa, but Kerala was still under the radar. There was one empty resort on the southern point, and beyond stretched a deserted beach. The surf thumped and sizzled over the sand enticing me into the pristine sea that I shared with no one but my children.
And Kerala was definitely different from any other Indian state I’d travelled to—everything seemed to be maintained to a better standard. There was not one scrap of trash on the beach. I peered into people’s yards to find around their simple houses the bare earth had been swept clear of leaves. They had tropical fruit trees and coconut palms surrounding their houses that gave the impression they never had to buy food from the markets. Nor do I remember crowds. In fact, this was the state (and still is) that impressed me the most.
Featured image courtesy J.M. Bryant, Wikimedia Commons