We spent the night on a houseboat—a floating wooden home that gently carried us through the lush, vibrant backwaters of Kerala, India.
At sunrise, we woke to breathtaking views of the winding channels. The still water, wrapped in the soft haze of the morning, created a surreal, mirror-like reflection. It was as if the world had split into two—above and below—perfectly symmetrical.
The river was overflowing with life, thick with vegetation that extended not just along the banks but even across the water’s surface. Endless palm trees stretched as far as the eye could see, their silhouettes fading into the misty horizon. The air was infused with a golden light, casting a dreamlike glow over the landscape. It felt as if we hadn’t fully woken up yet, as if we were still drifting between sleep and reality.
A pure jungle experience.
