Varkala - Chillin' on the Cliffs

Trip Start Oct 07, 2007
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

It's as if someone has just cut a little chunk off somewhere in the Mediteranean and dumped it on the west coast of India.  Varkala is so completely westeranised there's little clue you're in India at all.  The beach is thronged with foreign tourist with the lifeguards the only locals in sight.  Cliffs run all along the back of the beach and it's on top of these cliffs that all the shops and restaurants are located.

The area has a very relaxed vibe - a lot of this chemically induced!  We had one guy come up to us shouting "Marjuana, marjuana" - the police must be pretty lax here because he certainly wasn't terribly discreet with his sales pitch!  Varkala is another one of those beer in teapot places.  We're prevented from over-indulging though by the exceptionally erratic service by the half stoned waiters.  We ask on for a beer only to be told "She's flying towards you, she'll be here in a minute".  Needless to say said beer never materialised.

Rather dangourously I decide to leave Jono to his beer while I go do a spot of shopping.  I return minus the cost of a couple of nights accomodation but with a bedcover to show for my efforts.  Jonathan maintains that he doesn't mind so long as I'm happy but I think he's a bit shocked at the effect of letting me loose alone on our finances.  I still reckon I got a bargain though!
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