Bamboo Village Varkala

... to get a tuk tuk to the cliff area where all the guesthouses were situated so we could find a place to stay. Got a hut in Bamboo Village and settled in by candlelight. Just as well there was no power as next day when we got up we realised we were sharing ...

... butter, a mere 36 hours after we left my parents’ house we found ourselves standing on a cliff overlooking gorgeous Varkala Beach, the sun shining warmly on our puffy extremities while a stiff breeze worked futilely to move our heavy unwashed hair. ...

... landing the coconuts as close as he could to John only to land one bunch over the power cables cutting all the power to the village for about 6 hours!! Mummy (from the bungalow) gave us a cooking lesson which was fun, not a jar of Lloyd Grossman sauce in ...

... to stay so we took a rikshaw straight to Varkala and finally arrived about 7.30pm. We spend our first night at Bamboo village - cheap and popular with backpackers and decide we will look for something else tomorrow. It's end of season, accommodation ...

... changing trains at Trivandrum and another 90 hot and sticky  minutes later,  by 3pm it was all forgotten and I had found a cute little bamboo hut to stay in and was sitting in a clifftop café in Varkala, sipping fresh pineapple juice. Bliss! ...

... that we can only admire (we will never give up the booze!)   We fully recommend the course to anyone visiting Varkala - it's based in the New Heaven Resort (but think it's only available during high season i.e. Dec - March).  ...

... to make this log entry. We have busily spent the past 2 1/2 weeks with the 16-member Habitat for Humanity Global Village team from Canada working along side local villagers and masons building a few small brick houses in the tiny village of Nakaneri ...

... treehouse place, watched the sunset and a very good hula hooper then a dinner at The Hungry Eye, nice one. Varkala Beach has a backdrop of  red cliffs adjacent to the Arabian sea and also a few waves for swimming and bodyboarding ...

... the beach.  It is not very far.  We pass the first one and keep going until we reach the black sand beach. Varkala is a fishing village and we pass the simple houses and fishing boats and cows along the way.  The waves in the sea are rather ...

... , reading on the balcony, playing cribbage and taking in the warm views from the cliffs. Since we were back near a "western catering" village, I became aware of how fortunate I was to get a chance to take a small break from India, enjoying some spaghetti, ...

... to hundreds of empty seats!! On our way from the Airport to the Beach we drove through some gorgeous villages and as we entered a village with a huge working Elephant on the side of the road, it was an amazing sight. We arrived at our Bamboo huts and ...

took a night train down to cochin and then a local train down to vakarla to meet up with rosie and camilla, lovely place but only stayed there for one night before heading up to alleppey ...

... i was wondering whether to jump on a train straight to varkala, it started to rain. i arrived in varkala at around eleven o'clock, and booked into a small bamboo hut with two russian extreme sports enthusiasts i had met on the train. they had brought a ...

... different oils and came out feeling great and smelling good enough to eat. Amutha, ever patient, waited a day before indulging herself. Varkala resort is so stunning all over that you can easily be forgiven for taking it for granted. The beautiful red ...

... was great we went from Alleppey to Kanakona and it took about 2 hours, we saw loads of beautiful landscape, the villages, the village people, and I even spotted a terripin so although we didnt have a butler or a comfy bed on the water we had a diesel ...

... three nights instead of one. - - - - Between Kerala's 'backwaters' and it's southern beach towns is a chaotic little village which most most travellers either avoid or view as a quick stopover for the transition from backwater to beach. We arrived ...

... again, their mummified corpse pointing the way like something from "journey to the center of the earth. . ." Down back toward the village, I stepped on a rock to a strange hollow sound. "wait a minute," I thought, and turned around and tapped on the ...

... ;was packed with foreigners, yet had a surprisingly peaceful feel. We spent several nights, including New Year's eve in Varkala, some highlights: dining at great restaurants (eating great fish curry), drinking Kingfisher, playing frisbee on the beach, ...