The liberation of leaving town- March 17, 2012

There is something particularly relaxing about leaving town. Today, we drove out only about half an hour to a friends farmhouse for a birthday. We drove through a bustling little town and a couple of sleepy villages. The green fields, the trees, birds and the rocky outcrops of the Aravallis came next. With every few kilometres, I felt my heart rate drop and my senses open up more.
At the farm, the children revelled in the simple pleasures of the outdoors. Climbing, running around, setting themselves simple challenges, it was a sheer pleasure to watch and be a part of. The hostess had gone a step further and organised some extra entertainment, calling in a potter from the village nearby, a horse to give kids rides, besides a funny duo who blew balloons, painted tattoos and showed magic while getting utterly bullied by the children.
The farmhouse itself was delightful. Landscaped but not manicured, some real veggies and fruits, lots of flowers. No loo and the kids seemed to even enjoy the experience of peeing in nature!
Kudos to all city dwellers who invest their money and their time (which is a lot tougher) to nurture a getaway. I especially admired this family for keeping it a simple wholesome experience that their children are an integral part of.






Posted on March 17, 2012, in Travel & Experiences and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Yeah ..firms my resolve into investing in some such property by this yr end!!! :-))

  2. Having spent my childhood in villages, riding buffaloes, I can understand the joy of things unadulterated 🙂 I do not know if the generation that follows will see enough grass/trees/animals. Have not been to farm houses much but have seen them en-route to Gurgaon in metro. They look flashy, if nothing else.
    Kids look good 🙂 Thank you for the pictures Ma’m 🙂 Refreshing they are !

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