Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.
~ The Nomad: The Diaries of Isabelle Eberhardt
—
Hotel Karuppaswamy – a cozy little hotel with thatched roof and walls { made using dried coconut leaves ] – somewhere between Palakkad Town and Kollengode.
u m b r e l l a j u n e 