It all began with a taxi conversation in Auckland. I’d been chatting with my Indian driver about how I’d always wanted to see his country. Having paid and about to jump out, the driver yelled “WAIT!” To which he then whipped out his iPad and began flicking through photos of the one Indian state he insisted I visit above all others. I think he even turned the engine off.
Prior to this, Kerala hadn’t really been on my radar, but photos of old rice boats gliding down palm-tree lined rivers had me hooked. “Look! Middleclass homes too!” said the driver. Indeed there were. And while adventures in Myanmar, Thailand, the States and Australia would happen in the intervening couple of years, I did finally make it to India in late 2014. As promised it was Kerala, the state on the very southern tip of the subcontinent.