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The next morning, we all leave our rooms expecting to see an empty spot where the coffee table once stood, but itâ€™s still there, alive and kicking. Therefore we can conclude our test with the results: scary yellow liquid a.k.a. mosquito repellent only melts plastic, not glass or wood. Or carpet. Good to know.
The weather is a bit wet, but thatâ€™s okay. There are plenty of places in the living room where we can sit and watch fishermen holding large umbrellaâ€™s without getting soaked. I canâ€™t remember ever being this relaxed, itâ€™s a completely new experience. First we visited Periyar, which was a huge contrast with the chaotic Indian cities, now we are touring the quiet backwaters and all we have to do is enjoy the views. I could really get used to this kind of traveling.
After an hour or two the weather clears. The sun shows up again and at the same time women at the shores of the rivers pop up, doing laundry, dishes or washing their children.
After an extensive lunch, the houseboat stops at a shore. Itâ€™s the end of our backwater tour and we get on Ajitâ€™s ramshackle bus. Within minutes weâ€™re back in the busy Indian traffic while the wind that violently blows through the open window to compensate for the missing air conditioning messes up my hair. Itâ€™s like waking up from a peaceful dreamâ€¦