Kerala - God's own country: Part 3

We set out for Aleppey (Alappuzha for the Mallu purists) at dawn the very next day (Sunday, 14th March 2009). This time round, Adrian, a friend from the client side came with us as well. We used the same taxi we went to Athirappilly in, thanks to the marvel of technology that is the mobile phone. The mobile phone has done to commerce what Twenty20 has done to cricket - instant gratification guaranteed!

By the way, the taxi driver had a rather memorable name - Romeo, but as far as Mallu names went, one felt it was significantly lacking in imagination and that sense of debonair abandon that mallu parents have while inflicting some unsuspecting kid with a name worth regretting! Romeo can count himself lucky not to be saddled with something like "Lijeemon Samuel", "Bobbilikumar Thettachan" or "Pearlymol Vadakkeparambil". People who know me are apt to say, "You are one for commenting on others names, Rangarajan Vijayaraghavan", but believe me, I mention these names out of a purely kindred spirit :) . For a much better description of South Indian names, readers are directed to a much more famous blog post!

All said and done, Romeo was a good driver, though more of the "What the racetracks of Monza lost Kochi has gained" school of driving than the "Slow and steady wins the race" school. Effectively, he ensured that we reached Aleppey in about an hour. We saw some interesting sights on the way, including a brokerage firm with a name designed to combat the worst of recessions:

Morgan Sachs International Brokerage House Limited

(now that's original!)

We also saw a juvenile elephant, looking rather contemplative, being transported by a tempo and about a million bridges over backwaters along the way. We reached Aleppey at about 7.15 AM and read a sign-board that said "To the beach", much to our surprise. While our research had thrown up plenty of results on the backwater cruises, no one ever seemed to have mentioned the beach. Still, we headed to the beach, with minimal expectations. We were in for a surprise - not only was the beach quite large, but clean, picturesque and empty as well! Here's a little sample

Btw, all the above pictures and any other ones I may post about the Aleppey trip were taken by Abhay from his Nokia E70 camera (thanks to my camera resting safely with the Canon Care Center by then) - now that's a truly versatile phone! Of course, due credit to Abhay's photography skills as well :)

Adrian, Abhay and I had a good time walking along the beach, watching crabs, clams and other forms of marine life as well as a really funny bird family running around at the edges of the beach looking for a tasty snack. It was hilarious to watch them running spiritedly after a receding wave, with alert eyes on the lookout for the next meal, and running back hurriedly as the next wave came in. Better seen than described though!

We then had our breakfast at a nearby restaurant and soon left for the backwater cruise. We reached the backwaters by around 10.30 and spent some time looking around the area for some houseboats.

More about the houseboats in the next post :-)

Kerala : God's Own Country - Part 2

Abhay and I looked around for a suitable place for a skinny dip and a couple of deliciously cool dips in the water and some pictures later, we  soon made our way from near the top of the waterfall through a paved pathway leading donwards to the base. We made our way through a clump of bamboo to reach a bunch of rocks at the base (towards the northern edge) of the falls. There was a rope barrier towards the end of these rocks to prevent people from getting into the water but we had good fun, hopping towards the edge nimbly and soaking in the scene close-up.

The view from the base was MAGNIFICENT! The spray was so strong that  we could feel ourselves enveloped in a wet, white curtain some 50 feet away from the actual falls. And to boot, it sounded like we were inside an aircraft engine. We headed a bit further away from the falls to get a more central view (instead of the side-on view that we had been getting so far). We found a nice big rock that promised a fantastic front-on view and quickly clambered up - we were not disappointed. When you get a view like this, there ain't much more you can ask for!

But the joy was short lived. A septuagenarian dressed in khaki gestured frantically at us from the river bank and ordered us to climb down. We were apparently beyond the borders of the limits set by the rope barrier. We took a couple of hasty pictures from the top and made our way down. But it was going to take more than an old watchman to drag us away from such vantage points. We soon found another rock to perch on (this time within the rope boundary) and enjoyed the cool spray that was on offer for quite a while. Then, we called it a day rather reluctantly and headed back up, enthralled by what we had experienced

We soon headed further upstream, to a place called Vazhachal (again on the same Chalakudy river), known for its waterfalls again. However, these were not as much of a spectacle as the Athirappilly falls and we started walking further upstream in search of better sights and sounds. And it was in the course of this search that I had the misfortune of losing balance and falling into the water - camera, mobile phone, watch and all! The camera promptly coughed and died, whereas my trusty Nokia got all fogged up but worked feebly. Thankfully, the watch was still fine. A rather damp end to a fantastic morning I thought. Gloomily, Abhay and I headed back to Kochi after letting these gadgets dry out in the sun for a while. We reached back at around 3 pm 

After having some lunch and going to give my camera to be fixed at the nearest Canon service center, we decided to head out to the harbour and try our luck with a sunset cruise. Turned out, we weren't that lucky! It became overcast in the evening and tourists cancelled any cruise plans they might have had and occupied themselves with the simple joys of sipping tea by the harbour. Reluctantly, we were forced to head back that evening, disappointed. 

Things took a turn for the better that evening as we made plans to head out to Aleppey the next day. After doing some research and consulting with Adrian (our resident client-side tourist in Kerala :)) , we hit the sack, preparing ourselves mentally for another early morning start and looking forward to the backwater experience. As we were to find out, a truly unforgettable experience was in store. 

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