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Travel Blogs from Alappuzha
Une nuit sur l'eau
... impressionnant. Essayez vous verrez c'est très dur ! Puis, les comédiens rejouent une scène d'un mythe local d'un héros qui rencontre une femme et qui découvre que cette femme était en fait le diable. Je laisse Vanessa commenter le machisme évident du mythe local, qui renforce l'impression générale que nous avons dans cette société Indienne ultra dominée par des hommes et nourrie de fortes tensions. Le lendemain, nous prenons la route pour ...
Kerala Backwaters - Cochin Day 2
... hall” and three bedrooms. Quite spacious. An interesting fact that our guide told us is that when the monsoons come the area floods. People move all things from their ground floor up to the second floor and then move out into “town homes” supplied by the government, with schools nearby for the children and wait for the rains to subside. Once they subside and the water level returns to normal they go back home, clean out the mud and water from their homes and ...
Alleppey Days 1 and 2: houseboats and decadence
... and Shagzil - took the third. There are ten small cabins on my houseboat each with two twin beds - even the cabins with single occupants like me - a small wardrobe and a bathroom with a shower. The bedroom windows are almost level with the water; since we are on inland waterways high waves are not a concern.
Our captain was also the incredibly good cook, and at least three helpers literally waited on us hand and foot as we ...
The deep south
... small, dirty and a little old, compared to the smarter (very expensive) ones we saw. Apparently the best one you can get has a jacuzzi, sauna, huge TV, bar and enough bedrooms and bathrooms (ensuite) for 10 people. On arrival at the boat, we were presented with a coconut and straw and a basketful of fruit, it was lovely! We sat on our 'balcony' in the sun, reading our books, eating fruit and watching the world go by. This area is bizarrely wealthy, ...
Afloat in Alleppey
... public ferries packed to the rafters with shouting, waving kids and a steady stream of passing house boats. Aha, said the donkey to mule, now the basket is on the on the other ass! That’s right, suddenly the Watchers had become the Watched. Now instead of us staring out from the breezy shade of our ridiculously posh boat sating our cultural appetite with the mundane events of people’s everyday lives while occasionally sneaking in a circumspect photo or two, it became ...