From the airport to the hotel
From my previous post, you have understood how to organize a girl gang trip. Now let’s get on with how the trip actually pans out when you have TEN girls tripping together!!
After we reached the airport in Bangalore, and finished checking in, we had to eat something. The flight was at a comfortable time — around lunch time. But we had left home at unearthly hours. The distance from our homes to the airport is a killer. We had worked up a great appetite by the time we reached.
We found a nice restaurant at the airport and decided to plonk ourselves there and stuff our faces. That’s when the real drama started. What does it take to order multiple dishes for 10 girls? It takes just two capable girls taking charge. After it became abundantly clear that all 10 of us had minds and tastes of our own, two girls took charge, noted down the orders, and made sure we all had what we wanted on the table before you could say ‘hunnngryyy’.
Feeling a bit peaceful after a hearty snack, we all boarded the flight and settled into our seats. Thankfully, our seats were all NOT together. We were sprinkled all over the flight. This was good for the peace of other passengers. Can you imagine the ruckus that we might have created if we had all sat together in a couple of rows!
When we were almost about to land, we casually looked out of the window, and immediately knew we had made the right choice of destination. What a beautiful beach holiday this was going to be.
Water, Beautiful Green-Blue Water
We landed after an uneventful flight, picked up our luggage, and found the counter for our resort. The guy from the resort told us to follow him, we emerged out of the airport, and screamed in delight. Clear blue waters greeted us. We couldn’t wait to board the ferry to our resort.
Said ferry appeared, we all rushed to grab the best seats, and we were off. Gosh! It was exhilarating. Mild evening Sun, the wind blowing through our hair, the spray as the boat cut through the blue glass water, all of this left us breathless. But it didn’t stop us from clicking selfies!
Yes, the selfie frenzy had started, and would stay and haunt us for the next couple of days.
In about 20 minutes, we reached our resort’s jetty. What a pretty sight it was. We forgot our luggage, we forgot to gather each other, we forgot everything, all of us rushed off to drink in huge gulps of the view and er…click selfies.
We finally managed to drag ourselves to the lobby, and started the check in procedure. The main organizer headed off to the counter to have a word with the folks at the reception. Meanwhile, we refreshed ourselves with a fresh juice and cologne-soaked towels provided by the thoughtful resort.
The main organizer from our group came back 10 minutes later beaming and screaming. (I think you will begin to see that we all scream a lot.)
She said, “Guess What”?
We shouted, “Tell us fast before we explode”.
She gave us the fantastic news that we had been upgraded to the super fancy Water Villa for one night. This unleashed a wave of hysteria and lots of hugging all around. The water villa is something we had talked and talked about and dropped in favor of a reasonable budget. To get even a 1-night upgrade was something unimaginable, and we were forgiveably hysterical. I suspect the folks at the resort might have contemplated calling in security at that point.
We calmed ourselves down and began the tedious process of filling out forms. At this point, we had to pair up for the rooms since we had booked on a twin-sharing basis. This activity alone had the potential to blow up into a 3 hour activity with all 10 of us trying to figure out who we each wanted to room with. But, what do you know! People randomly picked other people, and it was all settled in less than 5 minutes. Here I was looking forward to another bout of high drama, and it fizzled out into nothingness. Shucks!
The famous Water Villas were some distance away. We proudly climbed into the golf carts and were deposited in front of our Water Villas. Some of us may have swooned in sheer delight! I can’t remember since I may have been one of them.
After all this drama, the day was nearly over. We’d been told that the exclusive restaurant available to Water Villa residents would close by 10pm. We had no time to lose. We rushed about, ran into each other, traded jewellery and makeup, ran from room to room checking out each other, and finally emerged out looking radiant in our evening wear.
We headed to the restaurant…but not before a nice group picture of all of us in our finest best. I think we must have looked good. A couple of guys who we entering the restaurant saw us taking pictures, and did a double take. They quickly volunteered to click our pics for us. After all, how often do they get to see such fabulous skin tone and finely dressed girls all in one place!!
Dinner was a very fine dining experience. So many choices, a lovely night, and all this with a delightful view of the water front. What more could we ask for? We asked for wine 🙂
After a heady dinner, we were all in a reflective mood. We sauntered along at snail’s pace to our Water Villas. The entire stretch was connected by wooden walkways. We reached one of the villas and just sat down on the walkway with our feet dangling over the water.
Some of us were feeling so reflective that we just laid down on the walkway and indulged in some amazing star gazing. With not a speck of cloud, no pollution, no vehicles and other city noises, it was a treat to see the inky black sky speckled with twinkling stars. Life felt good!!
Everything was peaceful, and we were soaking in the stars when suddenly the peaceful night was shattered by excited squeals from inside one of the Water Villas. It was obviously one of ours.
Someone had discovered two important things.
- Two of the rooms were interconnected. What an amazing discovery!! This meant that 4 of us could spend the night chatting away together in the same room. The 4 who had those rooms were justifiably a tad bit smug.
- The other discovery was even more significant. Each room had a tiny patio at the back literally standing on stilts in the delicious water.
And…in…that…patio….was…a…GIANT Jacuzzi that could seat 4 people comfortably. With two interconnected rooms, that meant 8 people could Jacuzzi the night away.
You had to be there to see the speed at which the fancy evening dresses were lost and swim suits came on. As if the Jacuzzis were going to run off if we delayed it a bit.
The Jacuzzis were thoroughly stress-tested that day. I am not even sure how many bodies each Jacuzzi handled. And with no one sure about how to operate the controls, we had intermittent jets of water from strange places, and squeals of er..surprise, delight..who knows!!
If Jacuzzis could speak, this night would go down in their history as one of the most ‘interesting’ nights ever! Thank God Jacuzzis can’t speak.
All of this activity was generously covered by roughly about 500 photos. With everyone possessing a cell phone, and wanting to share pics with their near and dear ones at the speed of light, selfies were being clicked amid the unpredictable water spray, the squealing, the giggling, and the raucous laughter. Such a capable lot we are.
Night Life in the Water
While the Jacuzzis were being tested, some of us peered over the edge of the patio and saw some wonderful sights. Brilliant striped fish, a few crabs, and the biggest treat…stingrays! To see stingrays in the night light, gliding stealthily like shadows, flat and with their tails swishing ominously behind them, is a sight to behold. We felt blessed.
Finally, some wise soul among us spoke up and reminded us that we had more things to do tomorrow and therefore must end the day.
We all reluctantly tumbled out of the Jacuzzi, left a trail of wet towels, watery footsteps, and general destruction in the two interconnected rooms, and went to our own clean and dry water villas. The 4 who had inherited the connected rooms didn’t look as smug now as they did when they first discovered the ‘interconnectedness’.
And we slept blissfully dreaming of clear green waters, stingrays, and selfies waiting for us tomorrow.
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