Sarah and Dan recreate the Raj
Trip Start
Nov 03, 2009
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Trip End
Jun 07, 2010
Where I stayed
Kerelan Houseboat
Am I really here? Sitting on this Kerala straw houseboat, moored in the middle of the backwaters with our three staff clearing our table after the lovliest meal we’ve had yet? dan and I? We’re feeling incredibly spoiled today, I keep thinking I’m doing all the good things at once and the I realise I’ve got seven more months of adventure yet too come. WHOOOO!!! Did I mention that I think I’m going to enjoy travelling? J Well all the guides books said that a Kerala boat stay would be the most expensive thing you’ll do in India but worth ‘every damn rupee’ and they’re right. For the princely sum of £30 quid each we have a 80ft beautiful straw houseboat for 24hrs, with three staff to tend to our every whim….
We were a bit lazy and got a 2hr rickshaw ride here over exactly the same roads we went down on the mopeds yesterday… REALLY bumpy, I cant believe I didn’t bring a sports bra, the puppies are feeling the strain in a big way. The guy got totally lost and after much head wobbling we finally got to the dock where our bags were whisked off, we were introduced to the crew and given an opened coconut to drink. We were a bit in shock as we expected just a little boat for the two of us but strangely managed to relax straight into our roles of king-and-queen-of-all-they-purvey…..
Funny moment - just as we had set off two crazy crows landing on one side of our deck indignantly kaw-kawing at us and eyeing our bowl of fruit on the table! We were a bit WTF? And one of them made a play for the fruit just as Dan lunged at it. Dan won.
We moored up at has decidedly to go mostly veggie here as the meat dishes are twice as expensive and quite frankly a bit suspect. I’ve only just realised was I’ve written! Ha-ha! Dan a veggie… Well, until south America where he says he expects me to return the favour and live off steak with him.
We’ve just spent all day reading, snoozing, drinking beer and taking picks, whilst listening to tunes. Everyone waves at each other, essentially this just a canal barge holiday Kerala style. I hope my dad manages to see these pics, he’ll love them.
Beautiful isn’t the word for it, its just amazing. We’ve just looked at each other all day in bemused wonder, sneakily throwing in stealth kisses and secret hugs (don’t want to freak the Indians out with our wanton western sexuality or anything). Now I’m sitting on my big wicker chair with my feet up listening to the explosion of animal sounds out there in the dark. I’d like to say what they are but frogs and cicadas are the only ones I know.
This is the poshest backpacking I’ve ever known. I feel like we’re cheating really. In fact, I feel like we’ve been cheating since we got here, its been too easy. In my smug know-it-all fashion I thought ‘go to Kerala first, ease into India…. Big mistake, I don’t think this is even India! Not even close. Apart from random western freak-out yesterday everyone’s dead friendly, most people just wave and say hello and I’ve had only bearable puppy learing. Hmmm….. I think we’re in for a rude awakening. We haven’t even done public transport yet. That’s tomorrow, when we try to find our way to Varkala… But right now, we be chilling….. The rum and backgammon beckon. Sarah Warren, intrepid adventurer and pioneer signing out.
We were a bit lazy and got a 2hr rickshaw ride here over exactly the same roads we went down on the mopeds yesterday… REALLY bumpy, I cant believe I didn’t bring a sports bra, the puppies are feeling the strain in a big way. The guy got totally lost and after much head wobbling we finally got to the dock where our bags were whisked off, we were introduced to the crew and given an opened coconut to drink. We were a bit in shock as we expected just a little boat for the two of us but strangely managed to relax straight into our roles of king-and-queen-of-all-they-purvey…..
Funny moment - just as we had set off two crazy crows landing on one side of our deck indignantly kaw-kawing at us and eyeing our bowl of fruit on the table! We were a bit WTF? And one of them made a play for the fruit just as Dan lunged at it. Dan won.
We moored up at has decidedly to go mostly veggie here as the meat dishes are twice as expensive and quite frankly a bit suspect. I’ve only just realised was I’ve written! Ha-ha! Dan a veggie… Well, until south America where he says he expects me to return the favour and live off steak with him.
We’ve just spent all day reading, snoozing, drinking beer and taking picks, whilst listening to tunes. Everyone waves at each other, essentially this just a canal barge holiday Kerala style. I hope my dad manages to see these pics, he’ll love them.
Beautiful isn’t the word for it, its just amazing. We’ve just looked at each other all day in bemused wonder, sneakily throwing in stealth kisses and secret hugs (don’t want to freak the Indians out with our wanton western sexuality or anything). Now I’m sitting on my big wicker chair with my feet up listening to the explosion of animal sounds out there in the dark. I’d like to say what they are but frogs and cicadas are the only ones I know.
This is the poshest backpacking I’ve ever known. I feel like we’re cheating really. In fact, I feel like we’ve been cheating since we got here, its been too easy. In my smug know-it-all fashion I thought ‘go to Kerala first, ease into India…. Big mistake, I don’t think this is even India! Not even close. Apart from random western freak-out yesterday everyone’s dead friendly, most people just wave and say hello and I’ve had only bearable puppy learing. Hmmm….. I think we’re in for a rude awakening. We haven’t even done public transport yet. That’s tomorrow, when we try to find our way to Varkala… But right now, we be chilling….. The rum and backgammon beckon. Sarah Warren, intrepid adventurer and pioneer signing out.


