(This is a preview of a post on my other blog, Chai 'n Spice. To read the complete post, click on the link at the end of the post here. Or click on the link to Chai 'n Spice in the side-bar)
I've always thought Fort Cochin (or Fort Kochi ) is like one of those story-book places; full-of old-world charm and slightly fantastical ... as if it's living in its own time-zone ...
But now, it looks like I've to stretch my mind a bit more and include the art that is spilling out onto its streets too. And drawing more people than I've ever seen there before.
Now, I can almost picture Kochi's predecessor and alter-ego, Muziris , as it must have been, way back in the first century A.D. ...
Today, centuries after this port-town on the Malabar coast of Kerala in the southern tip of India, fabled for its access to treasured spices, timber and gems, was flooded by the river Periyar and sank into anonymity, it finds a resurrection of sorts in India's first Biennale. The Kochi-Muziris Biennale .
Click here to read more about the Kochi-Muziris Biennale over at my other blog, Chai 'n Spice. (start at the beginning, okay? I've edited out quite a bit here)
And, yes, I know my Munnar travelogue isn't complete. That's waiting in the wings too. Soon!