Holidays in Kochin. Gods own country.

Phew ! Okay so we’re back. This year, the winter holidays are divided into 3 chunks, the first lag of the trip was kept for Kochin.  We stayed in humid Kochin for just two days and all the while I felt how Nano would have reacted had she known I was visiting her Cochin ! We loved Kochin. It was too short to be able to see all of the city but we did manage to see Fort Kochi, the chinese fishing net, the jewish church, vascodegama house and some more gorgeous places. Loved the feel of the old city. It felt so real and almost took me to how it must’ave been in the olden days  much before the gulf money started pouring in.

One thing I really enjoyed was being able to converse in the little tattered Malayalam that I knew.  I was surprised that people actually understood me inspite of my ridiculous grammer !! But Kaam chal gaya so thats what matters.

Sam had organized this super fantastic stay at Club Mahindra Lake Resort at Munnar. It was nearly 140 km away from Kochin.  A mountainous area close to the Border of Tamil Nadu, which is mainly for cultivation of tea.  The room itself was super gorgeous. We stayed in a superior cottage/Suite. It was completly self sufficient with a small kitchenete with all utencils, crockery, a fridge, and electric kettle, with a small dining table, the bathroom ran hot water, the television also played cartoons, the suite was one bedroom with a large lounge room and a spacious balcony that opened to the awesome views of the lake !! Was it a dream … oh no, I checked several times, to confirm that I WAS in reality. Most importantly the suite was  clean and smelled fresh. The service was excellent and all the staff were gladly helpful.

The tea gardens were breath taking ! It was so serene and heavenly. A complete change and absolutely something we desperately needed. Day temperature was moderate while the evening got really chilly. We dinned mostly at the Tea Room, which served fabulous buffet. In the short time, that we stayed there, nearly all the hosts and waiters took to the kids so quickly. The boys never tired playing on the giant chess board or the beautiful Tree house.  Its the kind of place where you can unwind, do some meaningful soul searching and just let time slide by …  Dont hurry this place, let it take its course. There is freshness in the air, there is beauty all around. There’s a reason why Kerela is known as God’s own country and I could see the reason why. They are blessed with the best landscapes, climate and soil. Anything grows here, anyone can find happiness in the little spaces and want to stay here forever. 

The last day, I spent just relaxing all day, while packing all evening. Sam took one of the famous ayurvedic Kerela massages. His eyes were red hot when he returned and surprisingly, he said, he thought it had slightly improved his eyesight !!!

Every angle of the hills gave us something so special to remember. The waterfalls, fresh water springs, the spice garden …. it was such a joy being there and somehow, it felt so sad having to bid farewell to such a lovely place.

Not being able to meet my closest friend was a real regret but I made up for it by talking to her on phone for nearly an hour. It really felt like we were little girls again and had tons of things to discuss and share. She was one of the best part of my childhood in Kuwait and how I missed not being able to meet her !!

Lifes like that.