The weekend before last, few friends and I made a quick weekend trip to Dhigurah. It was on our travel list for a while and we've heard so many good things about the thundi and how beautiful it is (which it was!) so we were all excited.
We stayed at this very fancy guest house Dhiguveli and it was so gorgeous. It was right next to a small beach, and our room has a small french balcony with bougainvilleas. We stayed for 2 days and 3 nights. The guest house was absolutely great, they had everything. we had dinner two night there and breakfast which was both great. They made these amazing chicken fingers, I really should have taken more pictures of it.
After a two hour launch ride (which was super comfy with big chairs, almost like it was a flight), we made it to the island where our van was waiting to take us to the guest house which was just on one end of the island (near the road to the thundi!). We had dinner that night at the guest house and played some games and went to bed so we can get up early for breakfast. We had breakfast at the guest house and went around the island to look for water sports. Sadly we didn't find any.
We rented bicycles (these big ones with huge tires) and rode all the way to the thundi, which took about an hour and half (felt like 5 hours to be honest). My legs were so tired and I had to stop midway cos I thought I was gonna faint. After a while, we couldn't bike because it was too fasmadu, so we walked through what felt like an obstacle course to find the beach where a lot of people were having picnics. After that, it was 10 more minutes to walking to the thundi which was an uproar. The waves were crashing at each other, hungry and ravenous. No wonder this island is called Dhigurah, it truly was long, and exhausting but worth it.
The thundi was everything except it almost drowned us. We were taken away by the waves and it was so strong, the current pulling us three steps away for every wet step we took. I thought we were not gonna be able to make it to the shoreline, it was so exhausting. But once we rested a bit on the beach (while my heart palpitations returned to normal after what I felt like I was definitely not gonna make it) we were ready to play one of our favourite moodhu games, moodhu bashi. We rode back another hour or so to get to the guest house. The ride back seems easier.
In the evening, we found that we were too late for lunch so we had evening tea and we strolled around the island looking for cute picture walls and taking too many pictures of flowers. The island had an abundance of saimaa. We went to the thundi for a second time to see the sunset, this time hiring a buggee to spare ourselves the legwork. It was absolutely stunning and worth it. We came back and had dinner at another guest house restaurant.
The second day was very laid back as some of our group went back so the rest of us rested for the most part, and I ate too many magnums and my legs were so damn tired from all the biking and walking. We didn't go back to the thundi but we managed to play a lot of games and have good food.
Overall, it was an absolutely well deserved trip and I would definitely want to go back to see that thundi one more time.