Tours to India from Almaty: prices from 562,000 ₸

I was getting ready for Kerala for six months, read all the coronavirus stories, all the forums. I picked a simple travel agency in a residential area, because in the center of Almaty they showed me a price tag one and a half times higher, and here they even drew me an Ayurveda map by hand, can you imagine. I landed at night, in Kochi airport it was humid and smelled completely foreign — some mix of spices, gasoline and the sea, I immediately felt this was right. The houseboat is a whole other song, three days drifting through the backwaters, listening to the water splash against the bamboo, and doing absolutely nothing, that’s the real bliss. Though, our captain only cooked fish and rice, I wanted to try traditional vegetable curries, but then I got used to it and even asked for seconds. The Ayurvedic massage I was counting on turned out not to be the kind of procedure they do at our spa, here they knead you like dough, and pour warm oil over you, and I think I fell asleep right on the table. My eyes got sharper after the second week — I even shaved in the morning without a mirror, or maybe it just happened on its own. We went to the tea plantations in Munnar, the road there is a crazy serpentine, I almost got carsick — but the views opening up over the valleys, no photograph can capture. I came home like rebooted, my friends say I’ve become calmer, and for that money I got more than just a vacation, I left happy as an elephant).

Аллаколдағы циститім қажытып бітті, сондықтан Кералаға тартып кетейін деп шештім, таныс қыз аюрведа бәрін емдейді деді, жақсы болмаса да жүйкеңді тыныштандырады, мен онша сенбесем де келістім, өйткені біздің медицинадан жүрегім айниды. Сол орталыққа келдім, массаждар, шөп шайлар деген ащы, басқа май құяды, иісі ерекше, хош иісті заттармен, жалпы буддалық спа атмосферасы, алғашында абдырап қалдым, сосын үйрене кеттім, тіпті сол массажист менің энергоям тоқтап қалған деді, елестетесіз бе, расында да үшінші күннен кейін батарейка салғандай болды. Үйге Дели арқылы ұштым, әуежайда паспортымды жоғалтып жаздадым, бірақ аман құтылдым, ең бастысы, циститімді мүлдем ұмытыппын, міне эффект, тіпті күйеуім де бәріне ырылдауды қойғанымды байқады, шынымен де позитив жинаппын ғой)

went to this agency to book tickets and insurance for a friend, but ended up getting myself a tour to Goa for August too, the manager turned out to be chatty — while he was praising diving and local cuisine I somehow quietly agreed to a visa and a hotel. then ran around shops for mosquito sprays in our city everything was already sold out(( in India itself of course it's hot — but we mostly lay around in the sea, went to a spice plantation the smell of pepper is still in my nose and also bought bracelets for 100 rupees which turned dark on the second day. came back happy as an elephant, now planning to book a bunch of future stays in asia through them

Booked the tour for the holidays because my sister insisted, she had already been there and wouldn't shut up about the local vibe, so I even stopped doubting, and just then a last-minute deal to Delhi showed up. We flew through Dubai with a layover and I thought it would be hell, but it turned out tolerable, though we stood in line at passport control in India for about forty minutes, but then on the bus they were handing out water for free — that was a lifesaver. Agra Fort was really impressive, but my inner perfectionist died when I saw people leaving trash right by the walls around the Taj Mahal. The guide in a black jacket who kept adjusting his glasses managed to tell us history and flag down a rickshaw with a fair price, though of course I had to do the bargaining myself. Food — I always thought Indian cuisine was just spicy stuff, so I was ready to walk around with a pack of smecta, but in the end I kept getting mango curry everywhere, so tasty that I'll make this sauce at home now, though they didn't give me the recipe. Came back exhausted and stuffed with souvenirs up to my ears, the scales at the airport showed exactly one kilo overweight and the neighbor's dog we left with friends greeted me with barking as if I'd been gone for a year)

This trip to Kerala turned out to be exactly what was needed — at first the photos on insta looked like someone else's ad, and now I myself was lying on the beach and almost fell asleep under a palm tree, and then the manager sent an sms asking if I got lost. The water is warm, but the ocean is lazy, the waves were going somewhere nearby, and also, damn, all the way through the villages I was accompanied by this either smell of curry, or the stomell of coconut scrools until the very flight.

first time in my life i booked a tour through a travel agency in Almaty, needed to get the hell out of winter urgently and friends recommended this exact outfit, saying they've had India down pat for years. Kerala is not Goa, here it's quiet, green and along the canals stuff keeps crawling and croaking all the time. while we were driving to the hotel i thought we were lost, roads are narrow and the driver honked every two minutes, but he got us there. the room itself is fine, though the AC was noisy like a tractor, had to turn it off at night, and without it the air was so humid you could wring it out. but the food was amazing, fresh fruit every morning and some strange flatbreads, i ate so much mango my stomach hurt for two days after. as for excursions, don't take the first one you see, people sit in a crowd and everyone photographs the same boat, boring. ayurvedic massage i did at the hotel spa, after it my body was like jelly and my thoughts just vanished, now that's really worth the money. came back totally happy and even tanned, but the weather in late February was temperamental, a couple of times it poured so hard we ran off the top deck like scalded cats

went to Goa through an agency, everything was organized normally but somehow without a spark. the hotel itself is normal, sea is warm, fruits are cheap, just our beach was kinda dirty, branches and some trash always floating, though if you walk aside then it's cleaner. locals on bikes ride like crazy, I almost got run over at a crossroad, got adrenaline in full, and excursions are pricey if you buy them on the spot, overall the trip is a solid three out of five, but will I recommend it — doubhtful

went to the market for goods to resell — this isn’t tourist stuff at all but a working trip to Delhi, we took the tour to deal with customs and logistics with locals, not for photos at the Taj Mahal though it happened to be on the way, of course. everything got sorted in three days every hour was booked solid with calls and negotiations weird even but precisely because of that the route worked itself out and I didn’t have time to breath out the cotton price from my head still stuck like a phone number on the receipt in my jeans pocket, came home without the usual irritability and empty promises

The purchased tour turned out to be complete crap on paper in Delhi this is called a roadtrip three nights in the jungle on elephants (okay I’m fibbing a little) the road to Ranthambore shook so much I almost bit my tongue but the park guards really earn their money: tracking tigers from a jeep is its own kind of extreme a female with a cub dashed right past my nose I even squealed with delight stupidly it came out) and then there was the temple in Mahabalipuram, I wore my fingers raw on those stones, touching every sculpture. Came home via Bangkok with a dirt-cheap toaster from the terminal, my husband said there wasn’t a gram of tiredness in those red eyes, but a whole bag of excitement) India always blows your mind, I knew it, and still went again — this country alone gives you the feeling of life without middlemen.

Delhi from the very first day just blows your mind. The little streets are old, dusty, and so alive that I even felt lost in the first hours. But then I got into it and soaked in that atmosphere for the full two weeks – and I didn’t want to leave those noisy neighborhoods where everyone is selling something, shouting, and smiling. We rode local rickshaws, I probably breathed in a ton of exhaust fumes, but the emotions were totally worth it. The food is spicy enough to make you cry, but I fell in love with that masala chai and some kind of flatbread we found in a random little eatery. I came back home absolutely happy and I still remember the smell of spices and the bright saris. A solid five out of five because no trip has ever given me impressions like this one!

just wanted to chill after turning in the annual report, i even thought we'd grab a week-long tour to Turkey but a friend gave me the contact of a verified place where they have their own guy for India so off we went to Goa on her recommendation, so flying wasn't scary although the flight wiped us out almost eleven hours, but when i stepped out of the airport and breathed in that humid air smelling of coconuts and something spicy i instantly forgot about the tiredness. but what i liked most was the palm tree right by the little cottage and how at sunset a monkey swiped a banana off my husband's plate, he was cursing so funnily while the indians just laughed, though i expected something more from the ancient temple but inside it somehow smelled of dampness and smoke so we didn't stick around long, overall the trip was a proper success and i'd maybe even come back here for one more go

I went on vacation with a package from a local agency, India of course Delhi stunned me right away, dirt, noise, cows right in the middle of the road chewing something and nobody gives a damn. But the excursions were all right on schedule, the guide chattered nonstop, but interesting, I even brought home some weird little box from the market for pennies and was terribly pleased, though I really didn't think I'd like it so much.

sumasshedshaya poezdka, Goa mne zashel tak chto ya do sih por pod vpechatleniem, more teploe kak parnoe moloko i ananasy po 40 rupiy pryamo s lotka u plyazha, prodavets esche ulybalsya bezzubym rtom — eto zapomnilos bolshe vsego, esli chestno v otele konditsioner kapal na tumbochku i ya budil po nocham stavit tazik, no zato zavtraki byli bozhestvennye s blinchikami iz banana, potom ekskursiya na plantatsiyu spetsiy — eto chto-to s chem-to, perets rastet kak vinogradnaya loza, kto by mog podumat, i ayurvedicheskiy massazh delali pryam pod palmoy, hodil kak vatnyy dva dnya no dovolen kak slon, uzhe skinul bratu ssylku na turfirmu pust tozhe kataetsya, a cherez den takoy holodnyy liven nachalsya chto ya pryatalsya v shopchike pyat minut i kupil tam keramicheskuyu lyagushku kotoraya teper na moey polke zhivet i postoyanno pugaet kotenka

work wore me out in may, decided to drop everything and bolt to goa through a kazakh agency, the manager picked the tour fast and without unnecessary questions, though i myself didn't know what i wanted at first — but in the end took what they advised and didnt regret it. weather is great, sea like warm milk, though local taxi drivers tried to rip me off three times the price, and thats probably the only downside, but it barely affected the overall vibe, came back happy as a clam and already saving for the next trip

Trip to Delhi turned out weird — in a good way. The city deafens you, like someone stuck your head into a speaker full of spices and honks, but you get used to it fast, in about two days. Bought the tour at an agency, paperwork took about forty minutes — and no issues, even made a proper insurance, without any fine print. Downsides: the local guide was always rushing somewhere and showed up half an hour late to the India Gate, but then made up for it fully, showed both the market and the old city, which I'd never have found on my own. The Agra Fort was cut from our list because of the heat and the queues — that was the tour operator's call, I grumbled at first, but then we went to the Akshardham temple, and I realized we didn't miss out. Other people's money suddenly started to be appreciated for real: there they beg rupees off you for photos at every corner, but tried the cheapest masala chai for five rubles — it's incredible. Weird to grab neck scarves in June, but local ACs really blow like the Arctic). The only thing that spoiled the impression — cows crossing the road, and I almost got hit by a rickshaw, I freaked out, but was laughing a minute later. Came back satisfied, didn't manage to stuff the suitcase with stuff but did buy about three kilos of spices (sorry, grandma).

The hotel was gorgeous, I literally got stuck at the pool for three days and even went to the beach only in the evening — not the sea, but a warm bath with seaweed, but the ayurvedic massage at the spa is something else, after it my legs were like jelly. The organization on site gave us a couple of unpleasant moments: instead of one transfer they almost shoved us into a bus with tourists from another group, but in the end they sorted it all out. Though for those views and the spices at breakfast I would, probably, put up with even worse).

Flew to Goa in August, booked the tour through their agency, the manager picked the route fast and without extra questions, even though I myself barely knew what I wanted. The hotel had its own ocean access but the waves are nasty that season, scary to swim, but at least nobody occupied the pool. We took two excursions: one to a spice plantation — there you can really touch and smell everything, and one to a waterfall, long road but the views were worth it. Local food is a whole separate love, spicy to the point of tears, but after the third day my body kinda got used to it and even asked for more. Came back happy, got sunburned of course pretty badly, but that's my own problem — the sunscreen half stayed in the room, because I always have these yogi tendencies, anyway all great)

obratilas za biletami v Deli, u nih tsena okazalas norm, no ya tuda ehala ne za skidkoy a za tem chto oni sami vozili tuda gruppy i tipa znayut kuda pustit odnu devushku chtob bez priklyucheniy, v itoge vse proshlo gladko. v aeroportu vstretil spokoynyy vodila dal telefon svoego brata kotoryy sidel vecherom na resepshene, tak etot brat po pyani pokazal kakoy ramen zhrat i kuda shodit za normalnym chaem, ya uzhe na tretiy den chuvstvovala sebya kak mestnaya. turoperator etot konechno bez fantikov, ofis malenkiy i bumazhki vse vremya teryal, no po delu ne podvel ni razu.

жұмыс бойынша өзекті демалыс құжаттарын ресімдеуге тура келді, әрі виза да мұрында тұр, танысым осы кеңсені ұсынды, мен Кералаға тур алдым, уақыт қысып тұрды және менеджердің тез шұғылданып, ұшу мен қонақүйлердің қыр-сырын айтып бергеніне бірден бақытты болдым. демалыстың бәрі тамаша өтті, тек бірнеше рет біз қайда жүргенімізді хз болдым, себебі гидіміз мұрнының астынан түсініксіз деділдеп сөйледі, бірақ табиғат пен кокос бәрі жерде жынды, әрі жағажайдың өзінде жемістер біздің базардан арзан сатылады. жергілікті асхананы бірден бағаладым, күріш пен карри, лепешкалар — иә дәмді, бірақ екі күннен кейін жалықтырды да, қалыпты паста беретін кафе тауып, тіпті бургерлері де жеуге жарады, осы құтқарды. қаңтарда ауа райы жалпы топ, теңіз шынымен жылы әрі өлтіретін ыстық жоқ — пальма аллеяларымен серуендеп, батқан күнге қарадық, тағы бір апта отырар едім, бірақ ақша бітіп қалды. өзімнің көзқарасым бойынша тур өте жақсы және ел қызықты, біздің тығындарға қарамастан — әлі күнге дейін тауық мінген мотоциклді көп көрмеген едім, ал компания анық жұмыс істеді, ештеңе таңдатпады, үстіне бәрінсіз-ақ қиярдай сергіп қайттым.