
I only recently transcribed the following back-dated post from my moleskine. (does that sound pretentious? sorry)
To start, an 11-hour cab ride is no picnic, even if we did pack a loaf of bread. Averaging just over 20 mph due to potholes, all I could think was "This place better be heaven."
And it was. (End Suspense)
We arrived in the town of Alappuzzha at a boat launch called "Finishing Point" excited to start. It was 8 AM and we weren't scheduled to sail until 11, so we searched for some breakfast.
Alappuzzha reminded me of a lakeside cottage community in Michigan: narrow, maze-like roads lined with high shrubbery and fences dividing one private life from another.
We pulled into the gate of a very cool villa of a hotel. There was a small patio, a wooden rope swing, and the main cottage where a few random guests could be seen sleeping through open doors and windows. We noticed a few young Europeans staying there who looked like real world-traveler types. You'd have to be, I guess, because we soon found out they only had a squatter toilet. We ate, drank coffee, and played a few hands of cards before heading to the boat.
A long, beautifully-crafted wood and canvas structure was ready for boarding. Our captain & cook excitedly introduced themselves, then fired up the motor. The boat was 103 feet long, with a kitchen in the back followed by 3 bedrooms with flush (but where?) toilets, and then a large common area. There is a full pirate-style steering wheel in the front.
Our first meal was served quickly: fried, fresh fish ("sea fish" the cook responded to our query) with local rice (fields line the canals) and vegetable curries. It was very tasty, and a lot less spicy than the dishes of Karnataka. Sliced, sweet-and-tart pineapple followed for dessert.
We spent the afternoon, beer in hand, in awe of the beauty of the scene: palm treed banks against blue skies.
There was a brief stop to buy Tody, a drink of fermented coconut milk. It tasted like a mix of peanut butter and grass, but not in a good way.
Dinner was chicken, potatoes, roti, curried veggies, and more local rice. After stopping for the night, a few of us decided a swim would be a good idea. I wasn't as scared as I should have been, but the captain said there weren't any alligators, and I had momentarily forgotten about the 10-foot sea snake I saw earlier in the day. The water was amazingly warm... later browsing Google Earth I realized it looked quite shallow and green... preferred by alligators?
It was poker then to bed for a warm but restful night. The next morning was a feast of masala dosa, omelets, and toast and a short ride back to the dock as we compiled one of the best memories India will offer.
See an overlay of our trip stops in google maps.
September 21, 2007
The Kerala Backwaters Tour
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