Kerala Heritage Houseboat
On a Kerala Heritage Houseboat cruise, your world is a spacious houseboat all your own, your senses filling with silence and space, at their purest and most alluring. So lean back on a cushion and glide beneath the inverted bowl of the sky. Look outside, look within. Look beyond both. The Japanese call it Satori. And its available here at your leisure.
TheKerala backwaters have been marveled at by visitors from Vasco da Gama onwards. Thick as a patchwork quilt around the port towns of Allepey and Quilon, thinning out into liquid spears north towards Calicut, and with the vast freshwater sea of the Vembanad as their centerpiece, the backwaters are an ecology like no other on earth
Some are no wider than an armspan, navigable only by canoe. Others are dual carriageways, deep and rippling, sometimes broadening out into vast misty lakes, sometimes curling into twisting wormturns, hemmed by paddy fields and fed by a thousand fat streams from the high ranges of the Spice Mountains to the east
The culture and lifestyle of the backwaters is as unique as the ecology. Habitation is everywhere, but in such harmony that it it seems inseparable from nature.
Wood and slapdash plaster huts are scattered on both sides, with an ever-present complement of pigs, chickens and buffaloes. Rice fields stretch like improbably large lawns, laid out amidst clusters thick with coconut, cashew , guava and mango. Fishing boats with home-made patchwork sails ply thecanals. A little hut turns out to be a coir factory, with women spinning and knotting busily. A man stands still as a yogi, neck-deep in the canal, waiting to catch a prize fish with his bare hands.
And there, sitting in a Planter's armchair, a coconut cocktail conveniently to hand, are you. Gliding gently along through it all, witness to this mystical passing show.
All the comforts of home abound, with queen-sized beds, tiled bathrooms and modern plumbing. Even bookshelves, china tea services and an armchair or two. Fans and lights are powered by solar panels on the roof.. So all you need to do is relax, open your senses and submit to the famed backwater magic.
TheKerala backwaters have been marveled at by visitors from Vasco da Gama onwards. Thick as a patchwork quilt around the port towns of Allepey and Quilon, thinning out into liquid spears north towards Calicut, and with the vast freshwater sea of the Vembanad as their centerpiece, the backwaters are an ecology like no other on earth
Some are no wider than an armspan, navigable only by canoe. Others are dual carriageways, deep and rippling, sometimes broadening out into vast misty lakes, sometimes curling into twisting wormturns, hemmed by paddy fields and fed by a thousand fat streams from the high ranges of the Spice Mountains to the east
The culture and lifestyle of the backwaters is as unique as the ecology. Habitation is everywhere, but in such harmony that it it seems inseparable from nature.
Wood and slapdash plaster huts are scattered on both sides, with an ever-present complement of pigs, chickens and buffaloes. Rice fields stretch like improbably large lawns, laid out amidst clusters thick with coconut, cashew , guava and mango. Fishing boats with home-made patchwork sails ply thecanals. A little hut turns out to be a coir factory, with women spinning and knotting busily. A man stands still as a yogi, neck-deep in the canal, waiting to catch a prize fish with his bare hands.
And there, sitting in a Planter's armchair, a coconut cocktail conveniently to hand, are you. Gliding gently along through it all, witness to this mystical passing show.
All the comforts of home abound, with queen-sized beds, tiled bathrooms and modern plumbing. Even bookshelves, china tea services and an armchair or two. Fans and lights are powered by solar panels on the roof.. So all you need to do is relax, open your senses and submit to the famed backwater magic.
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