We reach Trivandrum around 2ish. Freshen up, make a few calls to JK and by evening I meet up with him to go visit Sankar at the hospital. I am shocked to see the state he is in, but as I got to spend some time getting to know what happened, his condition over the past few months, seeing his recovery I was very glad. He could finally get his leg and hand to move. We caught up on some old memories, discussed about various things. I was so happy to see that Sankar was making tremendous progress. One doesn't know how time passes by. In the end JK and myself were kicked out by the hospital by the physio
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The next few days goes in attending to friends personal work. Trivandrum is a very quiet city, things move at snails pace here. No one seems to be in a hurry. Its a welcome change for someone coming from the hustle and bustle of Bangalore. People are extremely friendly. And always smiling. The only downside for a tourist like me is, I don't understand the language.
CCD, supposedly the coolest hang out place in TVM is downright disappointing. All you get is a huge of bunch of wannabe's racing up & down the streets, putting their lives and that of others at risk.
But one thing I must admit, passion for cars & bikes runs through their blood. Specially the passion for RD350's. Here, the bikes sell for as high as 1.5-2L for a well maintained RD. We meet up with a friend who has 4 RD's. He works on all of them by himself. Some pics of his RD's.
The downside of my whole trip was that my friend is a veggie. And I love trying out different cuisine's. Kerala food is distinctively different from the rest of the country. Everything is coconut based, coconut oil, coconut milk, grated coconut. I won't be surprised if there is a single dish without coconut in it.
We spend the next few days eating from road side joints, tasting everything from Kerala parotha with green peas to chicken curry, dosas with eggs (sunny side up) on them, avial and what not. I must say this place called Arul Jyoti is quite fabulous. You get traditional Kerala meals, don't ask me the name of the dishes, I hardly can pronounce them. But, Kerala rice, champa as its popularly called is not as bad as people made it out to be. Infact, throughout my stay I preferred champa to the normal rice.
I put a word to JK, that I would love to meet up with some TBHPians and JK promises me to organize a meet. So accordingly we all meet up at Shangumugham beach. Sorry guys, but no pics from the meet. Jk, jitudigitized, clevermax, xinome, srijit, greenhorn came to the meet. One never gets tired of interacting with TBHPians. And on finding out that I had literally been living on vegetables and grass since I arrived at TVM, JK and co promise to treat me to some tasty non-veg food.
I am awaiting to see what I am served anxiously as these guys have already built up quite a hype, we go through the busy market area, through some by lanes and land up at this place called Rehmaniah? Its a pretty small joint with long tables. You don't need a menu here, you are served unlimited meals, literally. What happens next is something I shall never forget all my life.
The unforgettable incident:
The waiter comes and spreads out banana leaves. Serves us some lime juice. Then come the small sized chapathi's (what we normally call phulka's). Now I am waiting for some assortment of curries to be placed in small katori's. But NO! Here comes a man with a huge vessel full of what seems like tender pepper chicken. He has these medium sized plate, he fills it up with the pieces, well more like a mountain and dumps the whole thing on my leaf. I am known for eating a lot, but this by my standards is like A LOT. Now I have a huge mountain of pepper chicken and I am kind of embarrassed to look around wondering what people must be thinking. In the meantime, I see JK trying to signal to the others to take a pic
. If you guys were to see it, I bet all your stomachs would have been full just by looking at the quantity on my leaf. JK says, don't feel shy, just dig in. I must admit the chicken is so tender, it just melts in your mouth. The lime juice is to cut the spice, but I am used to eating very spicy food back home. So I am actually enjoying this meal (to heck with all the embarrassment) and I eat upto my neck. This is some awesome stuff I had been treated to. A big shout out to all of you who treated me to such tasty food. Being the complete foodie that I am, I look forward to more such experiences in my long stay in Kerala.
The next day I visit Jerish666. We have a lengthy discussion ranging from Pete's to other cars. Then Jerish says "Rahul, would you like to check out my Fiesta S"? I have heard a lot about this car, now I got a chance to see it in person. Jerish, thrusts the keys into my hand and says have a go at it. It comes as a shock to me what a forum like TBHP can do. I have never met this guy before, all he knows about me is that I love fast cars through my threads on my baleno, some infamous tbhp drive videos and my various stints at track days. Yet, I must admit, bravely gives me the keys to his car and asks me to push her. Its like the confidence one shows on someone you have known for a long time and you trust their driving abilities eyes closed. And I have been quite fortunate that many people have been willing to entrust their rides with me to get some feedback, some really quick rides I must add. I must say his Fiesta is one of the best handling cars I have driven till date and I have driven my share of good handling cars.
Here I am, supposed to be on a holiday. A holiday for most, is to relax and not worry about a thing in life. Yet holidays for a few of us are much more than just relaxing. Eventually, car talks become a part of our holiday. Cars are like our shadows, inseparable.