North India was dirty dusty and often hard freakin’ work. So we had been looking forward to what we’d heard was a much, MUCH more relaxed part of the country. Would it live up to the hype? Would we be able to finally have a ‘holiday’?
YES. For those not lucky enough to have visited the southern coasts of India, let us torture you for a moment or two.
Verkala – possibly the best beach we’ve been to in a long time. Admittedly, that might have something to do with the fact that (a) we’d been grubby, sweaty, dusty and city bound for weeks; (b) previously, we’d been living in Korea where the beaches are ridiculously policed, and swimming is nearly illegal as it requires being in water past knee height; and (c) we actually got to stop for more than a single day in this place…all in all one might say our appreciation of waters unfettered by Beach Police, gorgeous clean waters and beautiful open spaces was high.
It didn’t hurt this particular piece of the Arabian sea was fringed with a string of clifftop cafes, allowing for excellent refreshment breaks while looking back down at the…beautiful beach. Sweet as.
Hampi – Verkala having spoiled us for swimming, we now had the ‘bug’. You can take the New Zealanders out of New Zealand but you for sure can’t take the New Zealand coastal-baby affection for all things watery out of the New Zealander. Or something like that. Anyway, our appetites whetted, we sought out a reportedly stunning spot, the reservoir tucked nearly up the end of the backpacker road. We were not disappointed.
Oops…oh well, still totally worth it!
Kerala – while cruising through the backwaters to a homestay in this otherwordly piece of paradise our thoughts were again consumed with swimming. Luckily, our accomodation (a gorgeous, self-contained three bedroom house with yard – oh, how those days seem so long ago from our 19th story Hong Kong shoebox!!!) fronted precisely onto the water, allowing us to dive almost from doorstep directly into the brackish lagoon. Nice.
Oh yeah, and that yard we mentioned? Big enough for extended periods of Hammock-Time. Better than Hammer Time, for real. Sadly for you, we were way too busy lying down and napping between the gently swaying coconut palms to bother taking photos.
Palm trees, coconuts, cocktails, beaches, reservoirs, lagoons and hammocks. Surely we must have had our fill of all this relaxing by now, right? Just how much more holiday could be possibly find in the south?
Goa. Oh yeah, that’s right. Did we mention Goa, the state of endless beaches, parties, and lush scenery? Did we also mention that by the time we reached Goa we’d been in India for two crazy, hectic, full on months, staying in a total of TWENTY different towns?! All relaxing above aside, by the time we got to Goa we were exhausted and ready to lie down on a beach and not move…
Life’s tough sometimes, eh.