While strolling in the market of Kumily, scent of freshly cut spices, sold in every nook and corner of this small town seeds a desire to visit one of the many spice plantations on the outskirts. We contact Sunil, a guide, who promises us a never before experience. As we enter a plantation, the sight of lush green vegetation and the smell of aromatic air sets the expectation of the things to follow.
‘A royal white-carpet welcome to the Kingdom of Spices’.
‘White carpet welcome! We don’t see a carpet, neither we expect one here’.
‘Well, we are a little early. The white carpet is in the process of making’, the guide humbly replies and brings us in front of a rubber tree. A coconut shell is hanging on a short sharp stick. The dripping latex from the tree is collecting in the shell.