Travels, journeys, experiences

  It was an impromptu travel plan as usual. Even though the yearend holidays are earmarked in the school and office calendars and rolled out well in advance, we as a family, are abysmal planners(at least I am, and the rest of the members kind of get towed into my shadow - wonder why? Where I have failed to wield a positive influence on my family with regard to veganism, spirituality or others of the like, it is attributes such as "zero-planning", which have been imbibed. At this instant, my family seemed to me like blind bhakts, who take to following a con guru). So, with a last-minute booking in a beach resort in Kovalam(Kerala), we hit the roads. Believe me, it was the at the 11th hour we decided about whether the road journey would be within the next couple of hours or the following day. So, we got our caravan-sized luggage ready(it was just for a 3-day trip, but even then bound by habit, we ended up building a giant jenga of holidaying essentials - Here too, I fail to wie...

  We buckled ourselves up for a short trip from our resort(How I landed up here? Take a trip to my Curtain-raising blog -->), with lemon sodas and starchy foods to contain any gut-retching tendencies(we did not want motion sickness and vertigo to strike us at the wrong moment- Imagine feeling like a bat hanging upside down, and being made to witness the panorama of nature in fast forward or in shifting planes - not a spectacle to behold, right? ). Much to our dismay, the initial stretch of our trip involved battling through traffic chaos - on the arterial roads. Well, so much for trying to escape the madding crowd of the urban-scapes, Kovalam hustles like a city during holidays, thanks to the hordes of tourists, who proliferate like hyacinths on a crystal clear water body! But the clamour did not flank our trail for long. For, the signboard indicating Neyyar popped up , indicating a diversion to the left and we heaved a sigh of relief.  And boy, was it a relief of sorts! T...