
As we were waiting for the elephants to arrive, we had a cup of coffee (meaning chicory-powder coffee with alot of milk and sugar; I don't know if it actually goes under the term "coffee", but it is nice anyway), which I didn't finish straight away. Being very into my camera, deleting pictures, I looked up only to realise I was being photographed with two big-shot cameraes.
The next day our caretaker Albert, came by and said that I was now famous "all over India," showing me the newspaper. I had made it to the front page with a small text saying something about tourists, Cherai beach and elephants ( if you can read Malayam, you are more than welcome to translate!).
As I am writing this, just an hour with ferry across the sea to Mumbai, I guess my destiny is sealed; Bollywood next.