Rameshwaram is about 30k from Sri Lanka. It looks like home, but it’s a bit weird. For one thing, it feels about 30k from the sun. Oh my God it was hot. And it was impossible to get a room. As a single man they all said no. They saw me hot and dying in the street like a pack mule and said no. I called and reserved and when I arrived they said no. And a Sri Lankan passport here elicits no grins at all. They say single men are terrorists or some here to kill themselves, but if I was going to commit suicide I’d check in to a nicer hotel.
I like being close to home, but this is basically the most unwelcoming place I’ve been to in India. I was so happy to see the sea, but people are so unhappy to see me. I don’t get it.
I have found a place to rest my weary bones, half a click from the temple. I’m going to go look for home in the morning. I’m starting to miss it terribly.