Saturday, 18 January 2020

Travelogue: North-East India: Madan Kamdev Temple

Erotic sculptures

"Sculpture is the art of the intelligence." Pablo Picasso


The Madan Kamdev temple is situated on the Gopeshwar hills covering an area of 500 square meters. The river Nadankuri flows below. Located ,approximately 40 miles from Guwahati it is one of the few Kamdev temples of India. Although not much remains today except for a few ruins, the exquisite carvings are proof of erotic sculptures existing in templez other than in Khajuraho. The embracing posture of Uma and Maheswar , the six-headed Shiva , Ganesh and the kalpagriha chiselled out on sand stone reflects the patronage received from the royalty. 





There were 13 temples apart from the main sanctum, built by the Pala kings of Assam during the 9th and 10th Cent. The first reference was made by Captain Dalton in 1855 but no further datails are known. Mr.Tarinikanta Sarma , Inspector of Schools was the next to focus on the ruins. No research was done for 25 years till 1977 when Dr. P Sharma of the Archeological Survey of India took the initiative. Assisted by locals and funded by the Government, remnants of the statues were organized in one place , though much of it was looted and pilfered.  




 Don't hesitate to strike up a conversation with the flower sellers who can brief you on the layout of the temple , the history and the demography of the area.We were met by a volunteer, Mr. Mazinder Baruah, ripe in his years, but proud of his heritage, he comes everyday to assist the tourist flow. He opined that the sculptors were definitely not local artists. They were brought in by the Pala kings to weave the beauty of it all. Every figure, though much defaced, oozes of the glorious past and splendour. It is believed that Lord Shiva in his fury burnt Kamdev with his third eye at that very place. Out of the ashes rose Madan .Hence the temple.





The local villagers belong to the Hira community who used to make clay pots, pans and plates. It is said that when the ruins were excavated there were places which had mounds of broken clay utensils and brings.
The trip was worth it. The tourism department has set up a guesthouse which is not much used. The area is well maintained. 



Entry to the temple
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Tuesday, 17 September 2019

Travelogue :Karnataka during floods



Hemavati River





“I smile at every circumstance that comes my way because I didn’t expect life to be an easy journey”


Our road-trip in southern Karnataka turned out to be a roller coaster adventure with the floods bringing all normal activity to a stand-still. We could not reach the places as planned in our itinerary. Instead we landed in unknown lands which were interesting and beautiful.
The trip was ridden with obstacles from the very beginning .Every hurdle was taken as a lesson to reach our goal and every lesson was never to be forgotten.
The flight to Bangalore from Assam was delayed. We took a cab where the chauffeur’s GPS was not working .He couldn’t tell us the exact amount we had to pay at the end of the ride. After much telephonic calls and arguments we bade him off. “Revv” (revv.co.in) self-driven car agency was supposed to deliver a Swift Dezire the next morning. Instead we find two cars waiting at our door-step, the delivery guys arguing over the confusion like two angry ducks quacking at the highest decibels. . So much for Digital Bangalore.


NH275




We kicked started on NH 275, taking a coffee-break at a small Dhaba called “Taj International “after meandering through beautiful undulating plains, with the Western Ghats looming in the distance. Weaving our way we entered Coorg, our destination being Madikeri, a hill-station, being the district head-quarters of Kodagu (Coorg) district .Situated on the slopes of the Western Ghats, it’s an ideal place for a summer break.   
  We never did reach Madikeri due to unprecedented floods. The rivers were in spate, the current swift, banks had burst, and the coconut and banana groves were awash.

Our GPS stopped working at one point, took a wrong exit and turned up in rural Karnataka, weaving our way through kitchen gardens and backyards.

WE sought human intervention, reliable and certain. Despite language obstacles, for few knew English or Hindi, we were back on NH 57 only to be told by the police, 46kms short of Madikeri, that the roads were under water. Stopping at the barricade, we could see the virulent waters searing over the highway. It was a frightening sight.  






Monastery, Bylakuppa




Dusk had settled in. We were in unknown lands. We stopped at the first town on our way called Bylakuppa and checked into a hotel with an interesting name “Rich Fort Hotel" reminding us of a Casino in the middle of nowhere. The stay was rudimentary but comfortable. ...thank God we are intrepid travellers and not comfort-seeking tourists......We altered our itinerary; heading for Mysore the next day.
The town of Bylakuppa which we thought was a nondescript, miniscule hamlet tucked into the foothills of the Western Ghats turned out to be the biggest Tibetan settlement outside Dharamsala set up by Lungsum Samdupling in 1961 and Dickyi Larsoe in 1969. Approximately 70,000 Tibetans reside there. A resident Certificate which has to be renewed annually is issued to the refugees. New arrivals have no right to this certificate. The settlement is fascinating and worth a visit. Education and health-care is provided for. There are a number of monasteries of which Namdroling Monastery (Golden Temple) is the most impressive. Located on SH 88, it can be clocked in from Mysore (82Kms) Foreigners need a PAP (Protected Area Permit) to visit the settlement.


Bylakuppa



Our road junket continued the next morning taking the road to Mysore.The unrelenting 
floods made us take detours which increased travel-distance by 100kms till we reached 
Hassan.

At one point the GPS lady let us down for the second time, making us go around in circles while trying to avoid flooded paths. We hit rural Karnataka.
All signage that mattered was in the flowery Kannada script which made us feel like dumb, illiterate idiots .Conversing with the eager and helpful locals, trying to comprehend what they were saying (or what we were saying) was like a matador/torero fighting a bull and finally winning.


However, I will be doing injustice if I say that they were unkind or unsupportive, even offering tea at places. Finally, guided by Karnataka Police over the cell-phone we found ourselves on SH 91(I think) at a tri-junction we spied arrowed-directions, one to Mysore (Mysore) the other to Halebid and Belur. We opted for "the road less travelled". Checked in at a hotel in Hassan. Tomorrow we visit Halebid and Belur before heading towards Chikmalagur. Lovely weather in Hassan, 21*C.


"Refugees didn'nt just escape a place. They had to escape a thousand memories until they had put enough time and distance between them and their misery to wake to a better day"



Thursday, 1 August 2019

HANOI ---CITY FOR PEACE



Opera House ,Hanoi

                                    

                                     “I need a vacation not just a weekend.”

The chaotic traffic, seemingly unmanageable crowds, crowded footpaths, food, food and more food stalls everywhere …that’s what greets you the moment you step into Old Quarter Hanoi. Yet, “there is a method to this madness” and that’s what took me to Vietnam for the second time.

Where to stay: The best area to stay in Hanoi is the Old Quarters. It’s a touristy area with hotels, BnB s, hostels with prices ranging from the very expensive to $15. We stayed at “Lavender Old Quarter Hotel”. The location was superb. At the center of the old town, it is within reach of everything that matters to a tourist. Eateries abound and street food is at your doorstep. Jackie and Daisy were perfect hosts. Breakfast was adequate. The size of the rooms was just right. We made interesting friends from across the globe during our stay there.

night market,Hanoi

Why the Old Quarters: As mentioned earlier, everything that a tourist would be keen on is within walkable distance. The roads are as old as 1500 years and the houses that line them have a history to narrate.  The city is a blend of the old and new with French  and Chinese influence  reflected in the buildings. People may not speak your language but they are friendly, amiable and helpful. At first they appear to be lazy,  sitting around in pygmy chairs drinking , eating, chatting , playing cards and spitting sun-flower seeds  but there’s an innate bold energy which is evident by the progress that the nation has made after years of bombing,  bloodshed and backlash. Vibrancy is in the air, be it in the night market or beer street!! The population is young, the average Vietnam population being 31.7 years (2017)

Hoan Kiem Lake

Despite being the capital of Vietnam there is a small-city feel, relaxed, slow-paced and that’s what we were looking for. The geographical location makes the place cooler than Ho Chi Minh City, less commercial and less of a concrete jungle with sky-scrapers almost invisible. The citizens begin the day early and it continues into late night ,everybody wanting their little bit of heaven on earth. There are footpaths all around the city, less used by pedestrians and more by motor –cyclists, hawkers.



Getting around Hanoi is not cumbersome. Walking is the best bet. You can take in the fun and flavour of the region, do what the locals do and control your time and space. At first crossing the road would appear like climbing Mt.Everest. Not to fret. Follow a local .Or raise your right hand and walk boldly. The cars and scooters will weave around, so just keep going without retracting. Cabs are available but a better option are the motor-cycle taxis which lace their way fast through the roller-coaster traffic  . A ride in the unique Vietnamese rickshaw (cyclos) is a must although you may feel ripped off at the end of it. Therefore don’t forget to bargain hard. And its fun, this bargaining, using your limited Vietnamese vocabulary, gestures et al to bring your price down from 100,000 to 30,000 Dongs (their currency) for a ride.


St . Joseph's Cathedral, Hanoi



 Be sure to have enough cash because most places do not accept cards. Taking money out from the ATM or exchanging your dollars is a mind-boggling millionaire experience. For every US dollar you get 23,181 Dongs (July 2019), so 50 USD will give you 1,15Million Dongs. Keeping count of the money is a task initially but like all things in life you accommodate. 

Although bargaining is the name of the game, things are not very expensive. A beer is for 30 cents, the yummilicious “pho” (noodle, meat, rice. Herbs soup) for $ 1.50, a flowery shirt for $7. So just dig and eat like a snazzily dressed pig.



 Street food is visible at every corner and bend. Head for it. Its cooked in front of you, piping hot fringed with herbs and spices according to your taste. Be careful on the water though!! Carry your own bottle. They say you will be committing a sin if you leave Vietnam without having “pho”(a noodle soup with meat) and Vietnamese egg coffee (which is like custard). Banh Mi (sandwich), grilled turmeric fish with dill, Bun Cha (non –veg broth) are other delicacies.
Street Dancing, Hanoi


 What to see: The city has much to offer and you will have to pick and choose.
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            a)   The Night Market is open over the weekend. Don’t lose sleep if you miss it because you will find the same things all over Hanoi. It’s just the ambience and the thrill of being at the spot. Choicest Vietnamese foods are there for the taking.
       
          b) Hoan Kiem Lake is not at the center of Hanoi, yet it appears to be the heart of the city since a lot of activities revolve around this fresh water body of water. It’s a focal point for family outings, dances, charity and marketing shows, morning walkers, love-birds gazing into its placid waters, shopping opportunities and tourists milling around. Great place for people watching. Visit Legend Beer Bar while you are there. The name is self-explanatory.
at the Legend Beer  Bar

   c)   Ta Hien Street (Beer Street) is the place you should head to at the end of the day. Just 200 meters in length it hosts beer bars and serves food.... street-style. You have a range of beer to choose from. You may see youngsters dancing in a small 10 feet x 10feet space. Go early or else you may not find space.  It is an unforgettable experience.

Ta Hien ,Beer Street , Hanoi

d) The  Opera house resembles the Opera Garnier de Paris and took 10 years to build. A magnificent structure standing in the inter-section where 5 roads meet. It’s a fancy area and less traffic. They stage Vietnamese and English shows.

               e) Tay Ho (West Lake) it’s an up-scale neighbourhood where expats and arty folks live, centering around the lake. If you want to escape the din and get tired of the local street-food, head to this vicinity!!!



 f)Water Puppet Show: How can you leave Vietnam without watching this visual delight? It originated in the paddy fields during the floods when everything was awash. To delight themselves, the villagers danced the puppets on water to kill time. This art was moved to the city and is held in fancy theater halls. It’s worth a dekko, value for money for sure!!!


Hao Lo Prison
 g)    There are a number of Museums from which you have to select . We headed for the Hao Lo Prison Museum(HLP) and Vietnamese Women Museum(VWM)
     The HLP was used by the French colonists to imprison insurgents and political    offenders initially. During the latter period, it was used by the North Vietnamese to imprison American POWs. The detention center was nick-named "Hanoi Hilton"by the prisoners. John McCain was one of them. The visit left us with mixed feelings of disgust, horror and sadness at “what Man has done of Man.” Sights and stories of savagery and outrage abound in Vietnam if you are curious enough to dig a little deeper and talk to the elderly locals.
To understand the psyche of the Vietnamese you could watch the 10 episodes on the V.War on Netflix before visiting the nation 

The VWM houses the contributions of the women to the nation’s development. It’s a storehouse of the social, cultural and political evolution of women covering all the 54 ethnic tribes.

quintessential Vietnamese conical hat

 h)  The temple of Literature: A must see. Serene and picturesque, it was originally a University.     Today it is a Temple paying homage to Confucius and other sages, writers and wise men.
  
    i)Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum: Revered and visited by every Vietnamese. Unfortunately we could not enter because of the heat and more importantly the wait……. A serpentine queue preceded us. Lesson learnt: don’t visit mausoleums and museums on weekends unless your tour operator has a special pass. 

 j)Hanoi Social Club (near Hoan Kiem Lake) has a relaxing atmosphere for tired bones. It was good to see western dishes (fish and chips, chocolate cake, burgers) for a change to be enjoyed in the coolness of its interior


slow-paced and relaxed

k) I will not be doing justice if I do not make a special mention of Michael of Hanoi Aria Central hotel and Spa. On our way back from Halong Bay we had to spend a night at Hanoi to catch the early morning train to Hue.

Just stay in the hotel to meet Michael, the caring host!! Located on Le Duan Street,(Le Duan was a powerful Communist leader )the property is placed very conveniently near the Railway Station. So, if you have an early train to catch this is the convenient hotel. Michael, at the reception was exceptional for the concern and care he took of our friend who had an injury. He provided immediate medical aid, left everything aside to assist and provide a much wanted drink.
The room of Aria Central was excellent with a very modern bathroom. An electric kettle, mini bar and good toiletries were provided. Although we could not enjoy the complimentary breakfast as our train left at 6am, we were provided food packets with cheese and ham sandwiches. Great hotel indeed!!


The trip was organized, booked and executed entirely by my travelling companion Bee. He has made me realise that
” You can always make money but you can’t always make memories. “


Street food : note the small stools and chairs


















Wednesday, 12 September 2018

ISRAEL----dreaded yet polite airport security

Ben Gurion Airport
"Not I---Not anyone else can travel the road for you . You must travel it for yourself."  W.Whitman



We were mentally prepared for the unerring and almost infallible Israeli aviation security procedure –the questions, frisking, baggage scrutiny and the laptop checks except for the strip -search. No, we would not accept that; we would rather not go to the Holy Land. That would be a slur on our human dignity as senior citizens. What we never anticipated was that the interrogation would begin on home ground, in Mumbai.

It was a warm Friday Indian evening as we joined the serpentine queue to check in at the El Al counter. 
“It will be a long wait,” said my traveling partner Bee. But it was not to be so.

 A very friendly, young gentleman named Abraham beckoned us forward to the podium in front of the check-in counter. There were two of them, two sets of eyes as it were, and while Abraham asked us inane questions the other unsmilingly looked on. Questions like “When did you pack your bag? Where was it placed in the intervening period before leaving the house? Did you accept a gift to carry for a friend? Who lives with you? "No fire-eating queries!
He looked at my passport-photograph. "I've had a hair-cut," I quipped. He smiled but the looker-on ,with two marble eyes, didn't find it funny. 
Sometimes the questions were repeated as if he didn't remember asking them, while the second set of eyes observed. “No madam, you cannot lock your suitcase” and with that last instruction we could proceed to the El Al counter.
Later, we were told that they were officers of the Israeli security dressed as El Al staff. Fair enough, with Israel being surrounded by hostile countries it is only but natural that so much caution is taken by the nation. The country has not seen aviation security fail for over 40 years.



The white sticker with 13 digit number

Our suitcases were given a green tag and a white sticker pasted on the back of our passport with a number beginning with 2. Visitors are divided into 6 categories. While category 1,2,3 are safe under which fall Israeli citizens, Jews and friendly foreigners, travellers with 4 and 5 are under the scanner and 6 is hostile entrants. Henceforth, Visits to museums, theatres and religious places where security checks take place will depend on the number that you hold. Do not remove the sticker or the green tag throughout your stay in Israel. 


The classification of numbers is on profiling or, to use the new word “differentiating” based on race, religion, dress, gender, country of origin, countries you have visited and the contents in your baggage. If you are a Muslim or an Arab or visited many Muslim countries there’s every chance that you will fall under 5 or 6. Since technology is not always infallible in averting terrorist attacks, e.g. 9/11 disaster, the human factor is brought in …. two sets of vigilant eyes, the interrogation and frisking. The stickers pasted to your passport could be of various colors. I saw some with yellow ones, but we were given a white.


The green sticker; similar one pasted to baggage

Often I am surprised how many keen travelers do not want to visit this fascinating and incredible nation not because of the grenades from the Gaza Strip landing at your feet or the missiles in the Golan Heights but for the fear that an Israeli stamp on your passport may not allow you to visit Muslim countries. There is an iota of accuracy in that. Not for all Muslim countries but for Iran, Pakistan, Afghanistan etc.for sure. 

However, Israel has investigated this problem and like all problems have come up with a solution. Ben Gurion Airport since 2013 has stopped stamping passports. This has been replaced by an entry card, your entry visa, which you must retain safely till you exit the country.
 Point to remember is that if you enter Israel through the land border e.g. Egypt, the Egyptians will put a stamp “Taba Border crossing” which would imply that you entered Israel and any discerning Muslim country would know you visited Israel. Therefore, plan your holiday carefully, with a lot of thought.

Entry card...keep it safe

You can be sure that the surveillance cameras are on you as you enter Ben Gurion Airport with its perfect settings and temperature. You may or may not be questioned at the entry. We had a smooth sail. Immigration was easy too. No questions of a confounding nature or body search, perhaps because of the white sticker on our passport. You may be asked for your laptop, cell-phone internet/FB password as the officials scan and sieve your bio-data.


Having collected our baggage, we proceeded to catch the train to Ha Hagana train station and on-wards to Jerusalem. At the hotel we found our suitcases were turned inside out. Nothing was missing and we were not surprised.

On the return trip as you exit the country, leave for the airport well ahead. Checks begin at a gate well ahead of the terminal building. Gun-toting commandos will peer into the car and may /may not ask you questions. A license -plate reading technology sets off an alarm if the vehicle is under suspicion.

Much has been written about the different security layers. That it is complicated, challenging civil liberties, intrusive and time-consuming. It is a debatable matter.

 Yet, our experience tells us that an honest, harmless traveler who wants to see the Holy Land will face no challenges ending a great holiday among friendly souls.

" We do not rejoice in victories. We rejoice when a new type of cotton is grown and when strawberries bloom in Israel." GOLDA MEIR

 
My travelling companion Bee at Ben Gurion Airport


Friday, 9 February 2018

Mahabalipuram ---Tamil Nadu

Arjuna's Penance



         "I like sculpture . It is physical, created with the hands,                                          brains and heart, maybe."



I love visiting temples, cathedrals, gompas or monasteries, be it in Chartres (France), Meteora (Greece) Blue Mosque (Turkey) or Taktsang Monastery (Bhutan). I am not religious. There’s no spirituality or dharma involved in my visits. I love the  art and architecture that goes to add to the magnificence of the structure , to reflect on the circumstances and era that they were made and ponder over the vicissitudes of the artisans who put in so much effort to construct these edifices. This pursuit led us to hit the road and head for Mahaballipurm, Tamil Nadu (India) to see the “Shore Temple” and other UNESCO sites.


Shore Temple
Barely 54 kms from Chennai, we took the East Coast road with the Bay of Bengal splashing along the left, it is a small ancient town as old as Ptolemy, the Greek geographer. That it was an important trading base in days of yore is evident from the Roman and Greeks coins found in the area. Hueng Tsang, 7th Century Chinese traveler mentions Mahaballipurm in his writings.

It is believed the name Mahaballipurm comes from King Mahaballi who ruled over the area. Yet, there is another legend that the Pallava king, Narasimhavarman! Was renowned for his wrestling and hence Mamalla was given to honour him. Consequently, the town is known by two names Mahaballipurm and Mamallapuram. 

The sea at Mahaballipuram
There are many places to visit in the town and each visit may reveal something new.  The Rathas are rock- cut temples in the shape of five chariots, the Cave temples, Thirurukadalmalai Temple, Krishna’s butterball and  the Lighthouse. Each monument has a legend behind it .  The crocodile farms , if you don’t find them slimy , can be visited. The clean and relatively empty beach is comforting compared to other Indian beaches.  But my favorite was the Shore Temple, right on the sea, made of solid granite which has changed color because of the effect of the sea water. They look golden –red with beautiful carvings, much of it eroded and some of it having been restored. There were 7 temples of which only one remains. The others are believed to be under the sea. During the Tsunami of 2004, the sea withdrew 500 meters exposing remnants of the submerged six temples. The walk round the temple is beautiful. Don’t visit during a holiday when the rush of visitors takes away the joy of the visit. Another master-piece is the huge bas relief, supposedly the biggest in the world, called the Arjuna’s penance. The intricate details of natural phenomena, gods and mythological characters engraved on the rock front are astonishing.

Besides monument visiting, shopping can take some time. Handicrafts, jewelery, Brass, copper and stone figurines can be a collectors treasure –trove. Bargaining is a must in all the shops.  Sometimes you will be surprised at things that you bought for the price.          

Apart from the delicious cuisine of Dosa-idli-sambar, enjoy the sea-food. You’ll never have it so good. A good restaurant is Wok-to-Dhaba. Complete your day with the luscious, sweet water of a coconut.  There is so much to see that it would be wise to make a short-list of what would actually interest you and venture out accordingly. Don’t spoil your holiday rushing around leaving you tried at the end of the day.Take a guide to explain the minute details of what you see .He will advise you where and what to buy . Just chill and go slow especially on a hot day! Dark shades and a water bottle are a must.

Prawns


         "I go to the ocean to calm down, to re-connect with the                                                      creator,to just be happy."

Thursday, 8 February 2018

Munnar--Kerela



                             "There comes........a longing never to travel again except on foot."

The drive from Coimbatore to Munnar is captivatingly beautiful. The scenic goodness is a photographer’s delight. After 110kms drive from Coimbatore we entered the Annamalai Tiger Forest Reserve.  As we were registering our names on the ledger at the check gate, we saw a few wild boars at a distance of 20 feet feeding on the berries and grass, undisturbed and content. The previous evening we were told that we may cross a tiger but were'nt lucky enough. The drive is beautiful and the roads are good. After approx 1 hour we entered Kerela ...The Chinnar wildlife Sanctuary and drove on for another 45mins before we entered the tea country of Munnar.


entering the state of Kerela


We  wove our way through the most beautiful tea area of South India. A blanket of greenery on undulating slopes edged with red poinsettias was a sight to behold. The curves on the roads were challenging and at times we had to be careful of the buses hurtling down the slopes along the two lane drive. We crossed 4 check gates, two in Tamil Nadu and two in Kerela, which was a little cumbersome and  felt they were unnecessary,
engaging staff who would have been better used for productive services elsewhere. On enquiry, we were told they were on the look-out for sandal smugglers!! Did we fit the bill??

Annamalai Tiger Reserve 


We rented a self-driven vehicle and were informed that an RTA(road transport authority) permit for Kerela would be issued at the border check-gate of the state .We spent 3 days without coming across any RTA security post only to be told while exiting the province that it should have been  taken at Pollachi or Adimaly. Therefore, remember to collect the necessary documents before entering any state in India.

Western Ghats

Munnar, an ecological hot-spot in the Western Ghats, is situated at 5200 feet above sea level. Established as the summer resort of the British elite, it is the home to tea-gardens, spice farms and a 

variety of birds. Waterfalls, gurgling streams and tribal folklore 

make the trip fascinating. The Kundala Dam Lake and Attukal 

waterfalls are worth visiting. The walking treks are amazing 

especially with a good guide who knows about the flora and fauna 

of the place. Breakfast and lunch is included. You have a choice of 

a half day or full day tour. The walk through a spice garden is also 

enlightening. As many as 12 different spices invaded our senses.  



Nutmegs



Your Munnar trip will be incomplete if you do not visit the Tata Tea 

Museum also known as the Kannan Devan Tea Museum. A 

documentary is shown followed by a talk and a demonstration of 

the tea-making process. Tea varities are sold at the factory out-let. 

The Munnar experience can be completed with a cultural trip to 

Punarjani Village where a traditional dance and martial arts 

performance is staged. We were lucky to see the Munnar flower 

show where an array of beautifully colored and scented


blossoms greeted us. It draws people from far and wide.


Small  waterfall during the dry season


Munnar town is like any other hill town of India. The town center has a number of shops which often get crowded. The bus terminus adds to the chaos at times. We therefore stayed at a B&B "The Shade” 35 kms away. Reasonably priced, you get true value for the money paid. The sunrise over the hills is a photographer’s delight. Santosh, the host, was friendly and helpful. The rooms are spot-less .Local cuisine is served which is delicious.They serve non-vegetarian food too.


 Breakfast with rice cakes at "The Shade"



Munnar, like most tourist destinations, is under threat of being over-run by hordes of visitors. Trees are being felled to give way to concrete resorts. Multi-storied hotels are dotting the hill-slopes, totally out-of-sync with the beautiful  landscape. Steps have to be taken to preserve and conserve the scenic stillness of the location. Limiting the footfalls of tourists would do a lot of good to the area.


            "If the bio-sphere is our host , why do we manipulate it for our benefit? "