We arrived at Philipkutty’s Farm in a small rowboat, luggage and all, crossing from the mainland to the island. The ride took only a few minutes. Waiting on the other side were the mother and daughter who run the farm, beaming as we pulled in, as if we were family coming home. Arriving at…
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