Reaching Munnar from Kochi was a disaster. The state KSRTC bus felt as if it was a war-truck, transporting us all to some random unknown place in the dead of the night.
Thankfully, the back breaking ordeal ended, and we reached the hill station. A cottage in Munnar was waiting for us for an incredibly cheap price. It is always better to look for cottage homes instead of hotels in these kinds of places. They are closer to the actual touch.
We hired a Jeep. The driver knew all the places pretty well, and knew some good anecdotes too. We started on the day’s trip by first visiting a lake where we could powerboat!
A beautiful weather with an even more beautiful scenery was delighting us anyways.
The prospect of boating in it all brought the ecstasy!
Amazing experience it was. But like all other good things in life, it ended. And ended pretty soon. Keeping the memories safe in our memory cards, we moved ahead to the tea plantations.
And another set of breath taking greenery was waiting for us!
There was tea. As long as we could see. We could not contain ourselves and jumped into the plantations. I was not wearing shoes, and had to pay the price by getting leeched.
It sucked. Literally!
Anyways, with a band-aid on my foot, we moved ahead. The tea plantation had lost its sheen for me, thanks to that bloody sucker. :|
However, I forgot it all within minutes, because the next place in the itinerary had even more divine things in store for us.
The Breathtaking Hills!
Being at the top is lonely they say. Not true, when you have five other footloose hearts with you, right there to share the wanderlust.
And not to forget the faithful Jeep too!
We called it a day with coconut water, and green memories of having visited an amazing place.
Kerala is God’s own country. True.
P.S. By the time we reached the cottage, it was raining heavily. We all got drenched. What better thing to do on a rainy day than to have Chaai and Pakoras with friends? ;)