Every year, summer vacations used to carry something extravagant for me and my family. The world complains about taking out time for rejuvenation, but my generous father had it all planned way before we could register a complaint in our heads. In order to travel the diverse city of God, we needed an expert plan that could contribute to leisure and pleasure without leaving anything important. Yet again, it was all covered. We’d chosen June to travel to Kerala. June’s considered off peak and after having surfed across internet for a long time I went with a frown to my father who just asked me to bring a hault to my thought process and trust him with the things he had in store for us.
The day for the start of the vacation arrived. We were strolling at the airport for our departure to Thiruvananthapuram. Having reached after a comfortable air travel, we were received by a hotel escort at the airport who then drove us to our Lake resort. Engulfed by beauty, the property is huge and uniquely built for a comfortable and enjoyable stay. With cottages at convenient distance from each other, each room is designed with utmost care. My day used to start with an aromatic spa, followed by a buffet characterised by south indian variegated specialities. Rejuvenation accounts for relaxation, and this was the best trip in those terms.
I got to sit on the jute swing in the balcony of the cottage and enjoy lush green banks of the backwaters. The resort had an Ayurvedic centre for all kinds of Ayurveda treatments and coming to the houseboats; one of which we inhabited for two days; the resort had its own range. The two days on the houseboat tried to elicit our emotions, good and bad, ultimately leaving the complete family in a sojourn peaceful state. It’s a different experience altogether to handle the wheel; very different from handling the wheel on the roads of delhi ofcourse. But the sailors are generous enough to get you to experience that. Along with that, you get to explore the Kumarakom bird sanctuary; adding to the heavenly glory of the land of Gods.
Next on our list was a small town near Kumarakom that hosted one of my father’s colleague. There we witnessed the massive rubber plantation along with the immense jackfruit trees. After having authentic tamil lunch and taking heaps of homemade tapioca chips with us, we left for Kovalam where more than anything, our keen interest was in the venue. We were going to stay at a luxury hotel, one of the firsts to have an infinity swimming pool in India. Now of course, it’s a common sight. My father had been considerate in choosing one of the premium cottages that were facing the kovalam beach and we couldn’t complain about anything when the beach was few metres away.
A vast property, so much that you have to travel in a ferry in order to be dropped to your respective cottage from the reception, the place is again beautifully built. Three days of complete bliss, where you wake up to an orange sun and sleep with the sound of high tides striking the banks right outside the door of your room.
We decided to bring an end to the trip by visiting Kanyakumari, the mythical confluence of three bodies but actually bordering just one, the Laccadive Sea. We were fortunate enough to witness the renowned sunset. Before that we had taken a ferry between the town and the Vivekananda Rock Memorial and Thiruvalluvar statue, situated on rocky islets off the coast.
To pen down an experience as calm as ours is a diligent task. But it was indeed an experience of a lifetime.