Hallelujah we have arrived in India in one piece! After just over 24 hours of travelling, 3 planes, lots of in flight movies, aeroplane food and waiting around. We made it in one piece. And now, you kind of wonder what all the fuss was about. All the pre-planning, the frantic googling ‘how do we get from the airport!!!’ ‘bus from cochin airport to fort cochin’ to simple ‘aha there is a prepaid taxi booth, screw the bus I’m tired’. Everything is a lot more daunting when it’s unknown. We expected India to be tricky, the wifi to be super sketchy and that we would be taken advantage of by locals. But Kochi, at least, isn’t like that so far. True we haven’t quite figured out where we need to get a bus to get to Munnar, the wifi has been good enough to have a good quality albeit slightly laggy phone call with my mum, and although the locals are fairly pushy about selling we’ve been able to resist without too much commotion.
The idea of travelling to India is a fairly daunting prospect because India isn’t like anywhere else. It’s unique. It’s as colourful as it is filthy, it’s as aromatic as it is downright stinky, and it’s chaotic and relaxing. It all depends on your frame of mind.
On arrival, once we were in the taxi I felt like my whole body was just tired. I was hot and grumpy and my back ached from trying to sleep in cramped plane chairs. I just wanted my own bed. We arrived at our hostel which wasn’t as friendly as the 9/10 reviews had made out, the keys for our bedside lockers were stolen, there was a massive shit stain in the toilet and Ben and I had been separated by a corner so we couldn’t even see each other when we were in our top bunks.
I kind of wanted to cry, mostly due to the exhaustion. From the taxi India looked intriguing and the mix of tiny huts next to fancy immaculate houses, shops selling only plywood, churches, temples, tuk tuks, horns blaring was intriguing me but i didn’t feel quite ready! “Just let me get some sleep,” I thought, “Then I can start to fall in love with India.”
We had a 5 hour nap and things started to look miles better. Until Ben found a cockroach that had climbed up the pipes and wedged itself into the sink plughole. Lovely.
Well this is India, and the cockroaches, the mosquitoes and the grime make it what it is.
We went for a walk to the beach to watch the sunset. It was packed but vibrant, we sat on the end of a pier and took it all in, enjoying the sweet ocean breeze, and I started to fall in love with Kochi, and India.