Since January we have had a fairly constant stream of guests staying.
I suspect my regular cast enjoy the excitement. Taking care of “Sir” must, at times, seem relatively humdrum.
They have always been cheerful
But they have worked hard.
Yesterday, as a small token of thanks, I took them away for the day:
A “works-outing” to Nelliampathi.
An SUV was hired to transport us.
We were a party of eight, plus driver:
Shaji, Dalila and their two sons; Anu; Robin and his nephew; and myself.
The destination had been Robin’s idea
And he carried a list of suitable eating places.
Setting out shortly after dawn, we broke our journey for breakfast, then continued until reaching the Pothundi Dam and its gardens.
The day was already quite warm.
We stopped for tender-coconut water before reaching the relative cool of Nelliampathi Hills’ tea plantations.
Here, we took a walk
Then a stroll through the forest trail and across ancient lava flows brought us to the dam again, this time, thousands of feet beneath us.
Finally, the journey home.
Our driver had been safe and friendly.
The car held its own along the often challenging roads.
The only mishap: a short-lived episode of travel sickness in the youngest member of our party.
By now conversation had quietened, our legs were tired and the children were sleeping.
It was a splendid day, full of laughter and gentle excitement.
Looking back, it seems already a dream…