After a while in India, travel that seemed very long in the beginning, seemed shorter and shorter the more we got around. We left magnificent Alappuzha at five in the morning, and went to what seemed like an entirely different country. Just to be clear, Munnar is still in Kerala. At times I was convinced the bus would drive off the road and crash those many hundred metres down.(Munnar is 2,7 km at its highest). We broke down twice, and the road was so narrow, that it certainly wasn't made for buses to pass in opposite directions. But somehow we managed that too. As we were getting closer to our adventure in Munnar, the temperature dropped radically and the air got fresh, crisp and green.
|Munnar Town Centre|
|Indians waiting in line to buy alcohol from a local shop|
|Breathtaking views of the Western Ghats|
The second day we hired an auto rickshaw to take us around. It took about seven hours there and back. At some point we just barely crossed the borders to Tamil Nadu, an entirely different state. At the Top Station the auto rickshaw couldn't take us any longer, and a ten-minute walk took us to the View Point. We were a bit annoyed by the "Indian price" and the "Foreigner price" to get in to certain places. So, instead of paying twice as much as an Indian, 30 rupees(50 cent!), we decided to sneak in by ducking under a tarp that worked as a hinder. We were nearly caught, a guard yelled after us, but like the rebels we had become, we kept on walking. A slightly steep hill took us down, about hundred metres from the ticket booth on the top. The View Point was nearly mythical. Clouds were lingering over the mountain peaks and valleys, creating an ambience like no other.
Before we headed back to the town center, we stopped by a beautiful lake close by. We saw
wild monkeys, sat by the water and had ice cream from an ice cream truck, while watching Indians take gloomy family portraits. But the day wasn't over yet.
|Green and luscious as far as the eye can see|
The day after I had to say goodbye to people I had grown close to as they were heading to Varkala Beach, another gem of a beach in Kerala, while the rest of us were taking our adventure on to Hampi, a place that was yet again so different that it felt like crossing the borders to a whole other country.