Or actually, the timer of the AC went of at 6 am, after our prepaid 8 hours of AC use was over, and we had to get out of the hot bedroom by survival instinct. When I came out and saw this breathtaking view I soon felt happy again.
We had time to sneak out for a last close look at the fields. When we returned I had another hilarious conversation of asked and unasked questions. A girl on the houseboat next to us was half-shouting questions over at me. She did not really understand when I said I come from Sweden. “Do you mean Sirlanka?”
When I learned they were Gujaratis I mentioned Prime Minister Modi, the only thing I know about their home province, and the entire boat burst out in a roaring laughter. They were travelling together as a huge family, three households including white-haired grandparents, on two boats.
I was pitying the kitchen staff, someone must have been frying an insane amount of puri for their breakfasts.
The food on our boat was tasty but – oh – so spicy. The dinner served the night before was so full of chili not even A could eat it. I ended up eating nothing but bread and dahl.
All in all the backwater experience was very good. If you go, just make sure you bring clothes for very hot weather and a good sun lotion.