Having spent the last ten odd years in Bangalore, I hate visiting cities. They have nothing new to offer; at least to me. And are like balls. No, not those. I’m talking bouncy here. NO! NOT THOSE! Yes, they come in different sizes, colors and textures. But they’re all the same. Full of air and bouncy. And once you’ve played with a ball for a while, every other ball appears the same.
Did that make sense? I’m not going to read it again for fear of not getting it. Yeah, I’m weird like that.
But cities that are mid-way in their transformation into traffic ridden jungles of rude, coffee drinking, economic-times touting, pay per view loving lives… are still fun.
People know how to smile, traffic is not that bad, the coffee drinking is still catching on and economic times is not their favorite way to start the day. Pay per view? Nobody pays per view. Unless you’re in a motel. In which case, you shouldn’t be proud of it anyways.
Kochi is such a city. One of God’s Own Country’s most advanced cities. But not there just yet.
And I love that.
What’s even better is that barely a few miles from the city is a place that enjoys total disconnect from the rest of the world – Mattancherry. It’s almost like travelling back in time.
16th Century Synagogues – Check
Beautiful Architecture – Check
Absolute lack of traffic – Check
SLR touting tourists – Sadly, Check.
And a beautiful Jew town. Its so peaceful here that Yoga would probably kill you.
And then there’s Fort Kochi. Fishing’s a big source of income in these parts and that’s where I have the following images to share from. I carried two of my favorites – a 40mm f/2.8 and the 28-135 f/3.5-5.6 IS USM.
P.S – Traveling/Travelling – I’m bummed out about it too. If you don’t get this, it’s ok.