Up in the hills, in Kerala, it’s bound to rain at one time or another. I’ve learned with time that once you see tea plantations you’re in for quite a few showers.
Nevertheless, being the reckless tourists that we are, we decided to go for a stroll without an umbrella. Obviously, as we were marveling at the boldness of pink Keralan mansions, it started to rain.
With all those giant leaves at hand, it would have been very unpractical of me not to try it, no?
____________ Well, I haven’t invented it of course, still, I’ve added a scarf to the look.