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Kerala Day 2 – Tea and Goats

We woke in the morning to the most amazing view, our hotel was perched on the side of a hill, surrounded by tea bushes, waterfalls and a river below. The sun was coming up over the mountains in front of is, at about 6.30am, birds were swirling about and the morning mist was rising, it was simply stunning! Sadly we didn’t have time to indulge in the infinity pool or the spa, we had a busy day ahead!

MUNNAR as we know it was established around 1880 by British John Daniel Munroe, who was sent there to settle border disputes but fell in love with the lush forests and gentle hardworking inhabitants.

Munroe and two other Brits established the tea and coffee plantations, taking care to leave the land structure complete, working around the forests and its flora and fauna. Moonu’ means ‘three’ and ‘Aru’ means ‘river’ as the town was established where three rivers meet. The area is at a height of around 1,500 m to 2,695m above sea level and was once the summer capital of the British in South India. The soil is so rich and the weather so perfect that every scrap of land has tea bushes planted on it, along with eucalyptus trees, cardamom and lemon grass.

First stop, Eravikulam National Park inside a tea plantation with the most fabulous views. We took a golf cart (it was too hot to walk) up the 3kms to the top to see wild deer (too fast for pictures), Nigrili Tahr (endangered mountain Goats only found in this Park) and a plant that only flowers once every 12 years, the blue Neelakurinji flower. We also saw Fresh Elephant dung!!! Sadly no sight of the beasts themselves.

The views at the top, which was at over 6000 feet above sea level, were spectacular! It was calmly serene, beautiful and so colourful.

Graham trialled picking tea leaves – he was unsuccessful at being offered a fulltime job!

The views got greener and the atmosphere became quieter the further we went up.

Finally we came across the endangered and rare Negrili Tahr Goats…..

Finally, a photo stop at the top of the tourist trail…..

On the way down, we got very excited when we saw some fresh elephant poo, sadly that’s as close as we got!

We then visited a Tea Museum, we saw how the picked leaves are crushed several times through spiked rollers, it’s at this point it smells like tea. The bushes and leaves have no smell at all. The crushed leaves are then dried and sifted before being mechanically sorted and packaged as leaf tea or tea dust.

Old artefacts were on display and we watched a fascinating film on the history of the establishment of the farms.

After lunch we took a drive out to a lake and stopped at Echo Point, Graham duly verified why it was called that! Sounds echoed around the mountains, which again were beautifully green.

Kerala Day 1- Monkeys & Waterfalls

On a Monday evening we caught a short internal flight from Goa south to Cochin for a prebooked escorted trip around some of the sights in Kerala.

We were “upgraded” on the flight from row 32 at the back to the Emergency Row seats in row 12, with 6 seats between the 4 of us, nice and spacious!

On arrival in Cochin, we were shocked and surprised at the comfortable lounge seating, clean polished marble floors, clean toilets and posh airport, totally unexpected! On exiting, we were met by a gentleman who directed us to a car and we were whisked off to the Airlink Hotel for the night.

First impressions were: its much cleaner than Goa, much more greenery and less animals! The hotel was fine, although David was upset that the bar had closed at 10.30, we arrived at 10.45!! Hot and tired, we headed to bed, sleep evaded us because it was hot and we had noisy fans, the beeping traffic started about 4am and it got light at 6am! We were the first ones to arrive for breakfast at 7.30, a curry buffet or toast and jam 😀

Our bedrooms, lots of Indian wood furniture.

On Tuesday morning, a driver called Jo met us after breakfast and we headed out on the long drive to our first stop at Munnar, a hilltop station (a mountain top town). Jo was a local who spoke fairly good English. We told him we loved to get involved and explore local life so immediately he started mentioning his village and his family, and how we can stop off at his home town….so we agreed!

Our first encounter with monkeys was just outside Cochin city, a troupe of monkeys were playing on the roadside.

We headed into Athirappilli National Park and stopped to admire its waterfalls, which, after Monsoon season, are known as India’s Niagara Falls.

A short drive further upriver and another set of waterfalls on the same River, much more spectacular and a popular tourist attraction.

As we walked along a pathway to a fabulous viewing area, we were all mobbed by men, women and school children who asked for photos with us! We could get used to this celebrity status!!

The water was roaring despite the water levels being so low, I’d hate to imagine the noise when it was in full flow!

Monkeys were all around us again, some were pregnant, some new mothers and some youngsters, all inquisitive and yet natural and gentle and so funny.

We drove further to Vazhachal Forest border point with Tamil Nadu and stopped again for a different view of the waterfalls.

Fierce, swirling and fast water created so much noise and yet it was also calming and beautiful. Here we found another troupe of monkeys all happy to be admired, filmed and photographed, they were interesting, funny, playful and real posers!!

We headed into a palm oil plantation (plantations are usually thousands of acres in size) to cut across country to Jo’s village which was enroute to Munnar. He pointed out the rows and rows of palm trees and rubber trees, which were endless.

Arriving in Jo’s village we saw lush green paddy fields, beautiful houses and stunning scenery. We were quickly introduced to some of his family before arriving at a neighbour’s small pineapple farm, where he showed us 10 acres of pineapples, papaya and other fruits growing around a sprawling new house. We met the owner who showed us his honey bees, so tiny you could hardly spot them going in and out of the hives!

Next stop, another neighbour, who’s land had thousands of rubber trees on. Their small processing plant was still in their old house, a large new modern house had been built for them next door at a cost of 1.5 million rupees, about £140,000. Check out the beautiful wooden doors and windows, all teak wood from surrounding forests!

Jo showed us how the bark is removed so the trees “bleed” rubber, the liquid is caught in a cup tied to the tree, collected and put through two mangles to flatten it before it is dried in a wood fired oven for 3 days. The resulting black strips of rubber latex are sold to make vehicle tyres and other items. Around the area were much larger scale processing plants, it’s a real big business in this area!

We took a walk to a dam, and strolled along a wobbling suspension bridge that connects people on one side of the river to the other, to drive around was a good 10 mile trip. It was a daunting but interesting walk but well worth it for the amazing scenery.

Another few hours later and we arrived at our hotel in the Western Ghats in Munnar, it was a twisty hairpin bend slow drive on a busy narrow road that is meant to be a Nstional Highway! Trucks overtaking busses, cars and motorbikes, scooters and tuktuks all fighting to get by each other, on tight bends made it a very long hard journey, but we finally arrived after 11 hours being on the road!

Cruising the River Sal

This week we took a leisure cruise up and down the River Sal, five hours of gentle boating to view birds and local fishermen, riverbanks and scenery. Lunch was cooked on board, chicken starter, fish main, fruit dessert and free flowing drinks all for £12 a head.

Suitably chilled and a little sun and wind burned we returned to our local beach to catch the sunset.

All aboard!

As the sun was setting we watched locals pulling in their catch.

Week 1 – Dining and Dancing

A good selection of food has been experienced in our first week, along with a little bit of exercise in the form of dancing. A giant 1kg seabass, a kilo of tiger prawns, fish and chips and lots of chicken tikka massala, butter chicken, mutton rogan josh, vegetable pakora, tandoori chicken skewers and nan breads, all devoured at sunset before boogying the night away.

The bill shown is £25 in the UK !!! Cheap as chips!!

And, Graham befriended a couple on their honeymoon who introduced him to a sheesha pipe 😁😁

Arrivals and Departures – Spain to UK to India to Goa

Departure No 1 started on Wednesday 11th January at 8am with a drive to the airport, leaving behind an unusually cold and grey Alicante. Our smooth flight went well and we arrived into a freezing Gatwick Airport early afternoon.

Diane and Graham’s travel adventures began at 7am with a 7 hour hour coach trip from Hull to Heathrow via Nottingham, Milton Keynes and other midland cities to end at Heathrow’s Terminal 3, Virgin Media’s check in desk.

Arrival No 1 at Gatwick, our flight from Alicante to Gatwick went smoothly then our pre-booked taxi transfer driver from Gatwick to Heathrow was a Romanian chap who had a big chip on his shoulder about immigrants coming into the UK (yes, really!!). Thankfully our M25 journey was pre office-turnout time so quick and uneventful and we were at Virgin ‘s check in desk in ample time.

For Departure No 2, Heathrow to New Delhi, our chatty check-in lady Francine ran a sweepstake on who’s bags were heavier, the loser having to buy the first drink in the bar later – if we were buying champagne, she promised to join us…….. Diane, 15kg, Juliet 22.7kg, David 23.3kg, Graham’s 23kg exactly!! 😀 Needless to say a few drinks were quaffed alongside dinner, but sadly Francine never appeared, she seemed so genuine…..

The only downside to being one of the first in the queue was that our bags were first on and last off at the other end but waiting for baggage in Delhi gave us time to change into cooler clothes and freshen up.

The overnight flight from Heathrow to New Delhi was jam packed, lots of students and youngsters heading off to work at schools and missions and lots of Brits “doing the tour” of the tourist sites in Northern India as well as Indians returning home. By the time dinner was served at about 9.30pm, because we were in row 56 (out of 82) the meat option for the hot meal had just about run out. The stewardess said “I have 2 portions of chicken tikka massala left so one of you can have a paneer (tofu like cheese) curry” and duly dished out……one paneer curry, one English breakfast with sausage, bacon, potatoes, tomato and eggs and one lasagne!! Talk about confused and amused, but as we had eaten earlier in the evening so weren’t really starving, just picked at bits. I certainly enjoyed my paneer curry, poppadoms and chutney but rejected the chocolate orange mousse dessert. It just didn’t quite go with curry……🤔

Sleep evaded us, bums became numb, legs and ankles swelled and at 3am body clock time, fast forward to 8.30am Indian time, we were served breakfast – a warmed nan bread filled with curried potato and lentils and side pots of yoghurt and fruit. The cries of “I’m not eating THAT!” came from all the British filled seats, except ours.

Since I had Covid in May 2023, my taste buds have been non-existent and I am constantly craving strong tastes and flavours, a sensation that was well and truly satisfied by this scrummy breakfast snack, yum! I hear you all cringe…..

Arrival no 2 was into New Delhi airport, a hustling bustling airport, and an even busier exit area, where we eventually located our driver. Bags were loaded onto a roof rack and we were bundled into a car before being taken on a whistle-stop tour of a few main sights in the city for the next few hours. (More to come on that!)

Back to New Delhi Airport for Departure No 3, to Goa. Late afternoon departure meant we had seen a sunset and sunrise in one day but on different planes. The last time we exited Goa’s Dabolim airport it was August 2020 and we were shepherded into a tiny hot room, bags scanned, body scanned, paperwork examined and passports quickly stamped by the military before leaving to head to the UK via New Delhi. At Delhi there was more chaos in sweltering heat with airport staff not knowing what to do. BUT that was Covid times.

Arrival no 3, in Dabolim Goa this time, we found a sparkling new cool airport, clear signage, cheerful passport officers, food outlets and a duty free shop and ample taxis outside willing to barter for our business to take us to our accommodation.

Finally, Arrival no 4 on Thursday evening was at our resort accommodation 31 hours later on 8pm Goa time, 3pm uk time! Time for dinner then bed!!

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