We have been to Marari beach three times and each time we see a different side to this sleepy fishing village.
We were a bit further away from the centre but our homestay host was also a rickshaw driver so he could whizz us to beach restaurants at the drop of a hat.
The homestay also had a lovely little pool!
On the first day Charlie went off to explore along the beach and managed to lose the key for the padlock so they had to saw the lock off!
We had been planning to go on a boat trip across Lake Vempanad and then maybe a backwater canoe trip…but suddenly it seemed like a lot of travelling for something we’ve already done a few times in the past so we chilled out at the homestay.
We had lunch at a ‘boutique resort’ along the beach…despite the waiters telling us how all the food was freshly grown and nothing was frozen it the gobi Manchurian and veg noodles looked and tasted the same as everywhere else I’ve eaten it!
But the place itself was interesting with lots of nooks and crannies!
A peaceful few days away before the mayhem to come!
