mango beach calling

I came back from a school trip to Karjat with all of my classmates. We were all massively sleep deprived, as F.R.I.E.N.D.S only came on at 1.25 am, we had been occupied with stealing snacks and trying to play cards during the earlier shows. Inexplicably, my bag had begun to also exude a lemony smell; no doubt it was the result of constant reapplication of a Citrus facewash, masking the fact that I hadn’t had time to take a proper shower.

Even though I was exhausted, I was absolutely delighted when my parents suggested we make a short family trip to Alibaug. Last year, we had gone to Alibaug too; but we had missed out on so many activities.

A day later; we hit the road, I had my earplugs in and ‘Here (the Lucian Remix)’ on full volume.

No family car journey can be complete without losing the directions, and we found ourselves wandering into Indian villages and bumpy roads. Proof that the music filled, tumblr, pacific coast road trips aren’t real. 😦 But really, my expectations had been fully shattered as we drove past the same herd of cows for the fifth time.

Two left turns and another right turn later, we reached the hotel. For the record, the hotel is tucked away. I appreciated that, coming from the bright lights and constant bickering of Mumbai. In fact, we were the only people at the hotel. I found this a little bit awkward at first, but soon I found myself taking over the place; shamelessly walking everywhere in track pants and a messy bun.

I love the Mango Beach House. It’s a small resort; a five-minute walk to the Kihim Beach.

The hotel itself is spread out, the pool glittering under the hot sun, a lantern garden, and TVs everywhere (yes, I kept up my F.R.I.E.N.D.S streak). The beach is unbelievably clean, with rocky grey sand and pretty shells littered everywhere. Occasionally, big brown birds decide to grace the beach; but don’t stay long enough for pictures.

If you walk further along the beach, you can find quad bikes and camel rides, people playing beach football and vendors selling weird plastic bangles.

Eventually, when night had fallen; I took refuge inside my room (from the frequent mosquito attacks) and wondered whether I should start watching Suits too.