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Marine Expo

 There is a Marine Expo going on in my hometown, Thodupuzha in Kerala, India. Since the Christmas break is still on (it will end on Sunday), Maggie and I decided to spend some time watching some exotic fish. When we reached there, we found that the Marine Expo has a lot more than fishes. There are some simulated animals, a few of which are given minimal animation too. Children will find this section of the Expo very amusing. 

The second half of the Expo is purely commercial, selling furniture, food items, clothes, and so on. There are a few stalls selling north Indian food which I would have loved to taste. But we visited the Expo at an odd time when our appetite was at its nadir: 6 pm. Perhaps, the real truth is that the crowd put me off. But the crowd is an indication of the success of the Expo. 

Here are some pics and videos. 


















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  1. Hari OM
    Well that was different! Looked like a good outing to make and shake up routine a little. I do like aquariums... YAM xx

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    1. Some such occasions are necessary - "to shake up the routine" 😊

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  2. Well documented! Beautifully captured!

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  3. Kept the child alive in me...When I looked at the 'minimally animated' animals, I was reminded of aother type of exhibition that had a room with minimally animated humans in action on some theme which don't recollect in my hometown Madurai. I used to visit this exhibition clutching the fingers of my father or just taking the privilege to mount on his arm as Dad's princess to savour the freedom and joyful visit!
    Apart from this nostalgia, the aquatic denizens look exotic and I wish they are natural colours. Thank you for sharing with a beautiful writing with personal touch.

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    1. Those are natural colours. That's why i was fascinated too. I nener knew our oceans had so much treasure.

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    2. Glad that they are natural colours as I well assumed!

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    3. There was more. I couldn't get clear pics of them because of the teeming crowd.

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  4. So happy to read about this expo.. so different from regular ones. Something that attracts visitors of all ages!
    https://www.volatilespirits.com/

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  5. Looks amazing, Loved the post and pics.

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    1. It is amazing. I have only brought here a fraction of what was there.

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    1. As far as I know they haven't fixed a date yet. When the crowds begin to dwindle, the date will be fixed, I guess.

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