The Gateway Hotel Janardhanapuram Varkala
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- Minbar in room
- Breakfast Available
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
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Well Friends, and so it has come to my final blog on this Indian adventure. In actual fact, I am currently sat on the settee in my cosy little flat back in Brighton as I type this. Which is surreal and is sort of giving me the feeling that I havent been away at all, and this has all been a (rather long) dream... My last days in Kerala were spent down in Varkala. I left Amma's ashram and got two packed local buses down out of the Backwaters area and down the coast. Once off the second bus ...
... behind a narrow footpath that runs along the edge of the cliff overlooking the crashing waves and beaches below. It's ace.
The beach we spent most of our time at was called black beach. It's not really a tropical paradise beach, it has ...
What followed, the mountains and forests, the travels and experiences, all became simple, all became perfect in their individual moments. I could find no more anger within me, no more cynicism, and I still can’t. All that was left was appreciation. I let silence be my guide in times of uncertainty and returned to my practices of yoga and meditation. It was a reunion with myself, and I could feel nothing but the bliss of internal understanding. ...
... all these dishes, fish curry, prawns, shrimp, calamari, a big plate of rice and all these other dishes, they didn’t join us though, they seem to have whatever is left, and the way Ado was tucking in there wouldn’t be much, I had the fish curry, prawns, shrimp (these are really tiny, a bit sale but very moreish, they don’t use spoons or forks here, just to put food on your plate then its fingers all the way, with the left ...
... Apparently that first day, after his whole body oil massage, he had warm oil dripped onto his third eye (on his forehead) for about half an hour. Every day I would smell the horrid stench of nut oil before Sean came around the corner with a not so impressed look on his face – why he went back each day for a ‘stone beating’ or ‘slimy milk rub down’ I don’t know! While I spent my time on the beach relaxing and avoiding the gaze of ...