We reached back to Cochin, and the next day we took a bus to MUNNAR ," Truly a queen of the hills". It is about 4 hours drive from cochin. As we sat in our seats, and looked out the windows, our eyes glancing at the houses, the markets and the staggered forests, the temperature grew from scorching hot to pleasantly cold. We spiralled up the hilly road, our driver acing through them, as if he remembered every nook and corner of the road, though quite sometimes the passengers were kind of thrown out of their seats in bedazzlement when he would hastily negotiate a sharp turn. On our way , we found a lot of shops of spices, as if they were grown up here. There are two bus stations in Munnar, of which we got out at the later one. By the time we reached, it was almost dark. The place was eerily silent and spooky at first, with scanty shops along an uphill road, most of them already pulling down the shutters, while the people from other shops stared at us, as if we are from a different galaxy. This was rather an acceptable feeling for both of us, on a pleasant side, us having travelled from a foreign land and a crowded city. Anyways, we strolled down the road, found a near dilapidated restaurant, where one young, almost seemingly emotionless, stern lad was working on the orders of an elderly, rather disheveled lady who first appeared quite frightening to us. But, seeing us, she sweetly greeted us, with a wide grin and offered us a table to sit, where we ordered some noodles and some chicken. After the dinner, it was almost 9 o clock , we head out to our resort. We walked and walked, as if it were a labyrinthine, using google maps as our guide, but trust me, on hills, it may not lead to where you want to!! As it was already late, I decided to book an auto, who took us to our place in about 5 minutes.(what??)
"POTLURI'S 19 DEGREES", yes, that was it!!OK, so, the place is about 50 metres downhill from the main road. As you descend, you notice a fairly large modern establishment, with few vehicles parked outside. For a kind of like an empyreal name, the place did not add up( what I had looked up in photos was completely different to my utter surprise). Anyways, a young gentleman, in his early 30's came up, and introduced himself, in a rather, perfect, english accent( later on he told us that he used to work in film industry as a photographer or something). As we were already very tired, he took us to our place of stay without wasting a moment. We followed him, a surge of excitement building inside of me, as I was waiting to the see the impending astonishment on my wife's face( she did not knew about the looks and whereabouts of the place). And there we were, as we walked down a narrow passageway, carved over the soil, neatly done, lined on both sides by a parapet like congregation of bricks, at intervals of which, erupted thin metallic supports arching over our heads, to which serpentine like wigs and tiny boughs of creepers and climbers clung, my heart was pounding with excitement. The string lights wrapped around the creepers, illuminated our path and there was our HUT, YES , A HUT!! It looked so invigorating and yet, somehow quaint and satisfying. Our host then showed us the hut from the inside,and then after a brief conversation about the possible tourist places, how to get there and all that stuff, he left.
It was superclean, the bed was neatly done and the toilets were crystal clear. You have the provision of hot water also , but for that, have to inform the host, beforehand.Also about the breakfasts and all, if needed, have to be told be before. As we were already tired and had just till tomorrow afternoon before we set out for cochin again, we didn't want to waste any time the coming morning and hence went to sleep as soon we hit the bed. There were several other huts, mostly occupied by the foreigners.
The next day, we woke up, by a shout from our host, who innocently, supposedly had been knocking at our door since at least 10-15 minutes. As, I opened the door,BI found him, standing there with a bucket of hot water, with a smile. With a slight embarrassment on my part, I took the bucket. We then freshened up, had delicious IDLI at his place and head straight to this place called as " SENGULAM RESERVOIR". The settlement in contrast to little spooky at night, now appeared so vivid with clear blue skies, lush greenery all around and tourists coming out to visit places. The journey to this place was also rewarding, as was the reservoir itself.
There is a minimal entry fee, you have snacks counter where you can munch on some light snacks, while you wait to be blown away by your boating experience. Guys! Just one word, "SURREAL". We did speed boating, which was quite fun, took some pictures and then head back to our place for picking up our luggage, to head for Cochin.