Lost in the Blues of Andaman: Vaibhav’s Trip Review with Thrillophilia
Two best friends, a break from routine, and an island escape.
Wasim and I had been talking about this trip for years, but something or the other always got in the way. Finally, in February 2025, we made it happen.
The Andaman Islands had always been a dream, but standing there, seeing the coconut palms sway against a brilliant blue sky, the reality was confirmed- I still remember the moment we landed in Port Blair and stepped out of the airport into the warm and salty breeze.
Wasim nudged me with a smile. “Ready to get lost in paradise?”
I laughed, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. “More than ready.”
Echoes of the Past and Ocean Breezes
Our first stop was Corbyn’s Cove Beach, a quiet stretch of sand framed by swaying palm trees. The sea stretched endlessly before us, and the shade of blue was so deep that it felt unreal. We kicked off our shoes and let the soft sand slip between our toes as the waves played a rhythmic melody.
"Man, this is it," Wasim said, stretching his arms wide.
I nodded, feeling the tension of everyday life melt away with each passing wave.
As the sun dipped lower, we made our way to Cellular Jail, a place that stood in stark contrast to the paradise around it. Walking through its silent corridors and reading the stories of the freedom fighters who had once been imprisoned there, I felt a lump in my throat. The evening light and sound show brought history alive in a way I had not expected - the voices, the music, the echoes of sacrifice.
As we walked out, Wasim was unusually quiet.
“Hard to believe such a beautiful place held so much pain,” he finally said.
I nodded. “Yeah. Makes you respect the past even more.”
That night, we sat by our hotel window and listened to the distant waves.
Chasing Sunsets and Ocean Thrills
The next morning, we took a ferry to Havelock Island, and the moment we stepped onto its shore, life felt surreal. White sands, turquoise waters, and an air of complete serenity - Havelock was pure magic.
Our first stop on the island was Radhanagar Beach, often called one of the best beaches in Asia. But words could not do justice to the view before us. The sun cast golden hues on the water, and the waves lapped at the shore with a beat so soothing that it felt like the island was breathing for real!
We ran into the water like excited kids and let the waves crash over us. “This is insane,” Wasim laughed while diving into a wave.
I floated on my back and stared up at the sky. “If heaven exists, it probably looks like this.”
The next day, our thrill metre shot up as we headed to Elephant Beach, which is famous for its coral reefs and underwater beauty. I had never snorkelled before, and as I put on the mask, I felt a mix of excitement and fear.
But the moment I dipped beneath the surface, everything changed.
A world I had only seen in documentaries unfolded before my eyes - schools of fish gliding past, corals swaying like an underwater forest, and the light filtering through in the most unreal way. It was a different universe down there, and for those few minutes, I was part of it.
When I resurfaced, Wasim was already smiling. “Welcome to another dimension, my friend!”
And he was right - it felt like another world, one where time did not exist, and the only thing that mattered was nature herself.
Silent Shores and Hidden Paradises
The next morning, we visited Kalapathar Beach, a hidden gem tucked away from the crowds. Unlike the other beaches, this one had an almost eerie beauty - black rocks contrasting against the blinding white sand and the sound of waves crashing in a perfect chaotic symphony.
We sat there in silence for a while to watch the endless ocean.
“You ever think about just leaving everything behind and moving somewhere like this?” I laughed aloud.
Wasim laughed. “Every single day.”
But then reality called us back, and soon, we were on another ferry - this time to Neil Island. Smaller and quieter than Havelock, Neil had a charm of its own. We explored Laxmanpur Beach, Bharatpur Beach, and Natural Coral Bridge, with each place leaving its own imprint on our hearts.
Laxmanpur was perfect for long walks, Bharatpur for adventure, and the Natural Coral Bridge? It was like stepping into a painting, a surreal rock formation sculpted by time and tides.
As we watched the sunset paint the sky in shades of orange and pink, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. There was something about these islands that made you slow down, breathe deeper, and appreciate the simplicity of life.
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