Namaste !

Some journeys change you quietly. India changes you completely — and joyfully, and deliciously, and all at once.

In February 2027, I am returning to my home country with a small, intimate group of 12 travelers who are ready to go beyond sightseeing — to truly feel India. The smell of cardamom in the morning air. The sound of the Ganges before sunrise. The warmth of a stranger pressing a cup of chai into your hands. The silence that settles over you in a 700-year-old temple.

 

 This invitation is for you.

 

Your Hosts

 

Savitha Enner  —  Lead Host & Local Guide

​I was born in India, shaped by its philosophy, its food, its festivals, and its magnificent contradictions. Over the years I have built a web of friendships, local knowledge, and personal relationships across this country that no guidebook can offer. I will be your guide not just to the places, but to the feeling of being here — the way a city smells before rain, the right stall in the right alley for the best chai, and the moments of quiet meaning tucked inside the noise.

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Duffy Perkins  —  Co-Host & Movement Teacher

Duffy brings a deeply grounded approach to movement that calls for connection with oneself.  She will offer a practice that helps you arrive fully in your body and in the place you find yourself — whether that is a sun salutation at dawn, a gentle evening class in a cottage garden, or a breath practice that carries you into the deepest sleep. Her ability to be completely present and of service will feel like having a well wisher in a new country. 

 

 

 

 The Journey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We begin in the north, moving through the great Mughal cities of Delhi and Agra — the Taj Mahal in morning mist, the red sandstone fortress of Agra, and the living energy of India’s capital.

We move to Jaipur — the Pink City — with its palace gardens, its jeweled bazaars, its fortresses rising from golden hills, and a warmth of hospitality that will stay with you long after you leave.

Then comes Varanasi — the oldest continuously inhabited city on earth. A dawn boat on the Ganges. The sacred fire ceremony at dusk. The ghats where every ritual of human life is conducted openly, beautifully, without apology.

We fly south to Mysore and Karnataka, where the pace softens and the food changes completely — dosas, coconut oil, filter coffee, and a richness of flavor that is entirely its own.

And then, Coorg — misty coffee hills, an extraordinary eco-luxury estate, birdsong instead of alarm clocks, and three days to do absolutely nothing except rest, walk, eat, breathe, and remember why you came.

We close in Bengaluru — India’s most cosmopolitan city — walking its streets like locals before we reluctantly find our way home.

 

 

Yoga as the Thread

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Movement is woven into every day of this journey — not as a scheduled class to check off, but as the quiet practice that holds everything together.Yoga was born in this country. To practice on Indian soil — in the very land where these teachings first took root — is something that cannot be replicated anywhere else. It is one of the most quietly profound parts of this journey. It will look like sun salutions in an outdoor space or quite meditation practice by the water, the philosophy by river Ganga or breath work to clear your lungs. Yoga in every walk of life... 

 

 

 

The Table

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India’s food is its autobiography. Every region, every city, every highway dhaba tells a different story — and we will read every page. Kulhad chai on a cold morning at a roadside kitchen. A vegetarian thali served on a kansa plate in Varanasi, with small bowls arriving endlessly. A slow Rajasthani meal in a palace courtyard with music drifting from a wedding. Coorgi food by candlelight on a coffee estate.

We eat as guests in the country, not as tourists in a restaurant. Some of the most memorable meals will be the simplest — a banana leaf, a scoop of rice, and a cook who has been making the same recipe for forty years. You will be 

 

 

 

Where We Stay

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Every hotel has been chosen with the care for luxury and the best hospitality India has to offer.  We stay in grand Taj properties and boutique heritage palaces. In Jaipur, i am debating to stay at a palace or a beautiful secluded property with cottage rooms, stone tubs, and a pond outside your patio. In Coorg, lily-pool cottages on a working coffee plantation where the air itself feels therapeutic.

Between destinations, we travel in private, comfortable vehicles with experienced local drivers and coordinators who know these roads like old friends. Domestic flights connect the longer stretches. The journey between the moments is as comfortable and easy as I can possibly make it. 

 

Expect the Unexpected

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

India does not follow a script. And that is precisely its gift. Woven into this journey — between the temples and the thalis and the yoga practices — are the moments no itinerary can plan for. The ones that become the stories you tell for the rest of your life.

We might find ourselves unexpected guests at a wedding — pulled into the procession, offered sweets, wrapped in someone else’s joy before we even know whose wedding it is. We might stumble into an intimate classical concert in a private courtyard, or a folk performance that has been happening in the same neighborhood for three hundred years. A Sufi qawwali evening that begins at dusk and ends somewhere near midnight.

During silk shopping, a saree draping session often turns into an hour of laughter and beauty — six meters of fabric, a patient shopkeeper, and everyone taking turns being transformed. A henna artist setting up in the hotel courtyard after dinner, drawing intricate stories onto your hands in the ancient language of mehendi. A rangoli workshop at dawn with a local artist, learning to lay those delicate rice-flour mandalas on the ground in patterns of color and geometry.

There may be a meal at a local family’s home — their kitchen full of steam and turmeric and effortless generosity, eating off steel plates on a low table while children peek around the doorframe. A chai wallaah who wants to know everything about where you are from and quietly refuses to let you leave without a second cup. A flower vendor at the ghat teaching you how to fold a marigold offering before you release it to the river.

We might visit a block-printing workshop in a Jaipur back lane, pressing carved wooden stamps into indigo-dyed fabric alongside artisans who inherited the craft from their grandparents. Or wander into a wholesale flower market before the city wakes — ankle-deep in jasmine and marigold, watching the day’s devotion being bundled up in armloads of color. A spontaneous cooking lesson when a hotel chef notices your curiosity. A kite-flying afternoon on a rooftop. An astrologer in Varanasi reading the map of a life from the lines of your palm.

These are the experiences that cannot be booked in advance. They arrive because you are present, because you said yes to the journey, and because India rewards the open-hearted with a generosity that is entirely its own. All you have to do is show up — and let it find you.

 

India has been calling you.

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This is a small-group journey by design. We travel with an intimate circle of like-minded souls — curious, open-hearted, and ready to be changed by something bigger than themselves. There is laughter on the bus, shared wonder at the ghats, inside jokes that will follow you home, and friendships that form the way they only can when you are far from your ordinary life.

I have spent a great deal of time and love curating this itinerary to offer you a true and honest taste of the country I love most in the world. Every city, every meal, every hotel, every guide — all of it chosen because it moves me, and because I believe it will move you too.

If you feel the pull, I hope you’ll say yes.

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With love and marigolds,

Savitha Enner

& Duffy Perkins

 

To express your interest, make a deposit  or ask questions, please reach out directly. 

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Spaces are limited  ·  February 2027  ·  India

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Dates -  Feb 3rd to Feb 17th **

Size of the group : 12​​

New Delhi - Agra - Jaipur - Varanasi - Bangalore - Mysore - Coorg - Bangalore 

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Payment

$5,750 for shared occupancy

$8,510 for single occupancy 

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What is included

 

All accommodations

Airport drop off and pick up

All travel within India

All meals , tips , excursions 

All entrances to tourist places, guides  & experiences 

Everyday Yoga/meditation classes, special workshops & events

 

Whats NOT Included

 

Flights to and from India 

Visa and application fees and responsibilities 

Extra day stays ( will be arranged but guests will directly pay the travel agent/ hotel/ service etc..)

 

Looking forward to connecting with you!

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