Months before the day of tying the knot I have been told by compatriots, colleagues and friends to find a place for the honeymoon getaway. I wasn’t sure what exactly I wanted. Whether to trod through sightseeing, or sit back and enjoy a romantic couple time. Malaysia, Indonesia, Thailand, Singapore, Mauritius, Maldives, Europe were up there amongst the top most honeymoon destinations Indian couples pursued. Eventually it boiled down to going for the romantic getaway away from the buzz and the crowd.. quiet, private and in nature’s arms. This trip, the planning etc would not have worked out had it not been for my good friend Jobin who took pains to ensure I got the best of what was available.
The buildup to the wedding was nervy. But on the day things went on smoothly. We managed to creep well within all time limits set out for us; the remainder of the week swept by with us again running around with deadlines to meet relatives. A quick visit to Guruvayurappan the morning before our flight capped off our endless travel.+
It was an awkward time to pick up an international flight. Almost all international flights depart early morning. So the international terminal was sparsely populated. We were offered to upgrade our seats to the first row behind the pilot. The Spice jet staff was prompt to emphasize that Bombardier flights are noisy pretty much everywhere else. I have never been on a Bombardier before, so I accepted the offer. No creepy questions from the immigration officer.
The bombardier was a 50 seater like a Volvo bus we travel in, only difference is you can’t stand straight in this one. We were offered prepaid sandwiches (by hot smiles and not too warm meals). Before I closed my eyes, the pilot announced we were about to land. The strenuous long drives on Kerala roads made this one and a half hour journey to a neighbouring country seem simply too simple. We had a person waiting with my name on a placard. He greeted us with a welcome smile and soon we were waiting to pick our speed boat to the Paradise Island Resort.
The rain gods had heard our prayers and made sure there was no hindrance to the wedding. They were even kind enough extend the offer whilst we were at Maldives. The scorching sun bathed the island. We walked into the speed boat and took a 20 min drive to our island. As we were within 500m of the shore, the water markedly changed color from the deep blue sea into a gentle turquoise blue charading the white sand sea shore.
We were given welcome drinks and face towels as they explained to us the ‘what lies where’ of the island and took us to our water villa. Three days, four nights – and not a single day went without a smiling face greeting us. The pleasant nature of the staff made our stay comfy.
Surrounded by water all around, with sea life, varying tides and exotic food three times a day, we were pampered to the core. Away from the crowded busy life of ours riddled with deadlines, this seemed the perfect getaway.
As I sit here editing the photographs and writing this up, it brings a smile to my face and makes me want to relive the moments yet again.