Pastel heaven...
So early Saturday morning Matahari and I head out of the city to an area on the mainland called Uran....it's bang oppositie the Gateway of India and the Taj Mahal Hotel....25 mins away. The water is dirty and full of garbage...but once we hit the mainland we see the the pretty painted houses beautiful trees and children running through the streets and it feels like 'Indiah'. We jump in a rickshaw and in 10 mins we are at 'Admiral Perraia's House'....we have to walk a good 5 mins as they are digging the road up...then we encounter a pack of growling dogs and wonder if we've done the right thing. Once we hear the friendly hello from Admiral Johnny...aged 89, recovering from a hip replacement we know we've hit the jackpot. Our room is simple and clean, retro and rustic...it's so quiet and we order breakfast and sit outside and eat happily, soaking in the trees, the quiet, the sea...the dogs..lots of them. Our Sunday afternoon ferry back happened all too soon....we had played tennis, swung in hammocks, eaten til our tummies were full, had lovely life chats with a wonderful man and barely looked at our phones. Paradise to me. All thanks to the people at the Admiral's place...great staff and of course good travelling companion helped make this weekend magic. Planning next trip!
Looks a wonderful hidey hole. You should make it a regular habit. So we know now where to go when we eventually! come to visit you. Also good to recommend to visitors when you want a break from them!
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