The Indian Ocean
As the car pulled closer to our destination, Gopalpur-On-Sea, the roads went from gleaming new highway systems connecting the major cities of India to smaller, older and tired single lane roads. The signs that directed us to our beach resort looked weary and sea-beaten. My husband and I wondered, where was this place?
The beaches seemed much more relaxed than some of the more touristy locations
Having only researched our destination from afar, it was one of the few places that had availability during our travel dates. Looking like a quaint town where the British used to go on holiday, the here beaches seemed much more relaxed than some of the more touristy locations. We weren’t expecting a completely empty beach with almost no one in the water. It was heavenly.
When we entered the doors of the hotel, the main view framed the Indian Ocean. The colors of the water transitioned quickly from the pale waters of shore to an ominous deep blue, and our timing was perfectly synchronized with sunset that night. While we walked along the shore, multiple lifeguards were keenly watching us in case we decided to hop in the water. The waters in this area are not forgiving, and best maneuvered by only expert swimmers, since many have been pulled out to sea by the strong currents.
Being quite happy to stay out of the water, we walked the shore, watching the fisherman take their boats out of the water and divide the day’s catch. As they were pulled out of the water, the fishing boats showed beautiful distress from years of working in the ocean. The sun set behind palm trees inhabited by flocks of black crows, while on the other side of the Indian subcontinent the sun was setting over the waters of the same ocean. Later that night we fell asleep to the rhythmic thunderous crashing of the waves, only to wake to the sun rising over the same Indian Ocean it set upon the night before.