Another Road trip and long drive to Kozhencherry ,heart of Marthomite zone .
We went to attend the funeral of my friends 86 year old dad in his native place .
With the luxury of our son driving ,we both were free ,me to take pictures .
Ithink Kerala is truly Gods own country , specially the Alapuzha Changanessery road via Kuttanad .
Houseboats all tied up ,qauint bridges
Fresh fishes and duck sold on roadside , pedestrian bridges one of which we walked climbing up to reach its middle for some pictures but found one auto waiting for us to give way.
Wonder how the auto fitted in that bridge and climbed up.
We ran down to allow it to pass .
The backwaters was flowing in parts ,had a carpet of green weeds on others .
The toddy signs and bars were plenty, and sea food joints vied with each other .
It was one living miasma in a green canopy .
It wasnt rainy so we missed the surreal clouds .
Once we reached to other end the green hilly Thiruvalla pathanamthitta belt it was another wonder .
But for a stop for some roadside vadas and tea we drove at a stretch .
Reaching Kozhencherry the flowing pampa was seen in glimpses .
The rubber estates ,very neat houses some stately, others cottages covered in green with coloured flowers on both sides of the black narrow neat road were a feast to the eyes .
Traffic was typically malludom with unexpected vehicles starling one in all directions .
Probably only place one didnt expect a two wheeler was the top of the car .
Maybe one day mallu will find some way to do that .
The kuzhichala Marthomite church was 1500 years old but modified a decade back it had a lovely elevation .
I knew a bit of the very intresting history of Syrian christians thier branches from the times of jesus himself
Very intresting
Wonder why no one made an epic movie in a grand scale on this
It could get an oscar .
The ceremony was somber with my friend giving an emotional memorial speech .
We returned back with so much memories of a fine day.
We went to attend the funeral of my friends 86 year old dad in his native place .
With the luxury of our son driving ,we both were free ,me to take pictures .
Ithink Kerala is truly Gods own country , specially the Alapuzha Changanessery road via Kuttanad .
Houseboats all tied up ,qauint bridges
Fresh fishes and duck sold on roadside , pedestrian bridges one of which we walked climbing up to reach its middle for some pictures but found one auto waiting for us to give way.
Wonder how the auto fitted in that bridge and climbed up.
We ran down to allow it to pass .
The backwaters was flowing in parts ,had a carpet of green weeds on others .
The toddy signs and bars were plenty, and sea food joints vied with each other .
It was one living miasma in a green canopy .
It wasnt rainy so we missed the surreal clouds .
Once we reached to other end the green hilly Thiruvalla pathanamthitta belt it was another wonder .
But for a stop for some roadside vadas and tea we drove at a stretch .
Reaching Kozhencherry the flowing pampa was seen in glimpses .
The rubber estates ,very neat houses some stately, others cottages covered in green with coloured flowers on both sides of the black narrow neat road were a feast to the eyes .
Traffic was typically malludom with unexpected vehicles starling one in all directions .
Probably only place one didnt expect a two wheeler was the top of the car .
Maybe one day mallu will find some way to do that .
The kuzhichala Marthomite church was 1500 years old but modified a decade back it had a lovely elevation .
I knew a bit of the very intresting history of Syrian christians thier branches from the times of jesus himself
Very intresting
Wonder why no one made an epic movie in a grand scale on this
It could get an oscar .
The ceremony was somber with my friend giving an emotional memorial speech .
We returned back with so much memories of a fine day.
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