When you come to think of it it is suprising how we often go to far flung tourist spots but neglect to visit those in our own backyard. Imagine, the world famous Kovalam beach where foreigners throng, is practically next door, and yet I made my first foray to the beach only in my 40s. Not that I have anything against the so called backyard or neighborhood of mine. Just the opposite. I am a willing-to-go-anywhere sort of person. But things don’t happen when you stay with someone who is not too keen on travel (read the L & M, Lord & Master to the newbies).
Anyway, it was the not-too-keen-to-travel man himself who took my word to be his command and decided to make the trip to Poovar happen, for my sake. We waited for the sis and brother-in-law to arrive and then one day, set off, after first stuffing ourselves with dosas (sorry no pictures, we were too busy), and with brother-in-law at the wheel.
We stopped briefly at Vizhinjam where I took a few pictures of the lighthouse, the egrets and the soaring Brahminy Kites. Pictures can be found at Shots and Captures, my photo-blog.
Next stop was of course, Poovar, “which is a small coastal village in the Trivandrum district of Kerala state, South India. This village is almost at the southern tip of Trivandrum and there is only one last village Pozhiyoor which mark the end of Kerala.” (Wiki). It has an estuary which connects with the sea during high tides and it is there that we took our boat ride. Rather than use words to describe the ride itself, I am posting a video of some pictures that I took.
Now who knows and is going to tell me, why I was so keen on going to Poovar and taking that boat ride? No prizes for guessing though!