Synopsis

A hilarious drive with a German Woman Athlete, larger than life, in a open Ford, along South India whose roads were a perpetual theatre décor, with their never ending scene of people walking to somewhere, carrying goods on their heads. Women graceful wore colourful costumes, water-sellers who could have stepped out of a musical comedy. Vendors of exotic fruits, also as though dressed up for a show.

Being overcome by darkness, as often happens in long stretches with nowhere to stop for the night having to venture through thickly overgrown jungles with the possibility of encountering anything with which one might not have had the means to fend. Thrilling but hazardous.

Then reaching Ceylon, as it was in the 1950's, a dream island, almost impossible to leave when the time came to go. So very lovely in every way, with its charming people, its gorgeous scenery. Its tremendous rivers, the shores of which were thick with enormous unknown trees in green. The fruit, some of them never seen before. Indescribable but absolutely wonderful, its tea plantations. That was Ceylon a thousand times more beautiful than ever imagined.

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