The day begins with preparations for Mrinaljit's fish fry. Atuk grinds some garlic under a beer bottle.
The group sets out planning to make it to Kovalam beach, 20 km away, in time for dinner.
Found a gazebo at the southenmost tip of land before the Indian Ocean and we tried to catch some sleep till sunrise.
Woke to a furore of atleast a thousand pilgrims who had suddenly swarmed all over our sleeping spot.
The sun finally peeked out of the clouds two hours after sunrise
A rock wall fences off part of the indian ocean to carve out a sort of parking lot for fishermen's boats.
The colours of the water a montage of azures, navys, cyans, indigos, and aquamarines, at the meeting of the 3 seas.
Atuk wonders if this might be the knife-edge of Eastern civlization while John turns off to find more land.
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