28.01.2011 - 04.02.2011 32 °C
Although not our most gruelling trip to date our journey to Diu was certainly the longest taking more than 24 hours. However, with its palm fringed roads and near deserted beaches we quickly realised it was well worth getting off the beaten track. With extremely cheap beers, its own island rum and tropical sunshine we’ve dubbed it the Caribbean of India.
Being here really feels like we’ve left the hustle and bustle of India behind us and that somehow by crossing a channel of water no more than 1km wide we’ve stumbled upon an entirely new country.
To the extreme west of the island lies a sleepy little fishing village where the daily catch is brought ashore and the traditional methods of boatbuilding are still in full swing. On the eastern tip where we’ve settled in a converted church we can look out over the old town and fort (it seems nowhere in India is without one) to the Arabian sea.
Without doubt the best way to see this peaceful little island (its only 12km x 3km) is on a motorbike. Our little moped has allowed us to whiz around hitting the best beaches and nicest restaurants. John has certainly enjoyed being out of the kitchen and having an array of beautifully prepared fish and seafood dishes brought out for him to enjoy for a change. Meanwhile, I’ve found heaven in the chocolate pancakes and fresh ice cream.