Day 4 at Havelock greeted us drizzling. It was a perfectly set weather. But one that usually kills tourism plans. But we liked it. It was cold and wet. The setting of our cottage was such a relaxer. A breakfast on the house followed. I tried out the camera in the mild sun lit morning. We managed to get out of the place but were sure we would never be warm or dry.

The rain did not die. It rather stayed on like an unwelcome guest. Our fishing plans had to be cancelled. It seemed fish do not stay near the surface when it rains. It seemed unfair. They were water creatures anyways.

Skipping over, we were taken to an offshore island; a short travel by a dinghy. Yes it was still raining. After a while, he stopped at an island were we changed to swim clothes. A guide took us one by one into the sea and showed us the corals by snorkelling. While we waited for our turn the rest of us got to splash in the neck high sea shore. It was freaking fun. We waited until all of us had our turn and then finally had to start after a while so we could change and start for the ferry at 3 something back to the mainland.

After spending a while back at the hotel, the cottage type ones, we walked to the beach to get a brilliant morning view. It was perfect as it is. The chairs and all, set facing the sea with a wave less descent to the sea. It looked like our own swimming pool.

After a while we started off to the port and had lunch. Bengali restaurant. And waited for our ride back home to Port blair. The ship came and off we started. The ferry back wasn’t as much exciting cause it was sickly crowded. Passengers from two different ships were bumped into one. Finding a place to sit was exhausting as was the ride. Finally after three damned hours we were home.

We learnt that our rooms at the Emerald view were booked in our absence. And so the travel guys bumped our stay to another awesome sea facing cottage. Yes sir another bamboo roofed, walled and floored rooms, two of em. And a brilliant restaurant were we had buffet. The paths around the place were mostly inclined, flanked by properly trimmed bushes and differently colored flowers.

We couldn’t figure out the sea line as it was dark. Well that is a story for the next day. We had to bid adieu to Andaman the next day.