I didn’t go to Dapoli to “find myself.” I just wanted some space—no buzzing notifications, no traffic symphony, no pretending to be productive while doom-scrolling. Just me, the sea, and a few days off the grid.
I booked Villa Infinity by the Sea on a whim. It popped up while I was halfheartedly Googling “quiet beach near Pune.” No ads, no heavy promo—just clean photos and that ocean view. Sold.
Day 1: Silence is Weird (At First)
When I reached Karde Beach, it felt like the volume dial on life had been turned way down. No blaring horns. No construction. Just wind, salt in the air, and the kind of silence that’s awkward until it’s soothing.
Villa Infinity looked even better in person—white walls glowing in the sun, minimal but cozy interiors, and the sea just… there. No fence, no fuss. I walked barefoot to the water in five seconds flat.
By evening, I sat on the lawn with my book but just kept staring at the horizon. Didn’t read a word. Didn’t care.
Day 2: No Agenda, No Regrets
I slept 10 hours that night. Ten. When was the last time that happened without meds or a blackout curtain?
Morning chai, long walk on the beach, some journaling I didn’t plan on doing—turns out, when your brain finally slows down, all the thoughts you've been avoiding show up. But in a good way.
I ordered simple home-cooked food from a local kitchen. Nothing fancy—just warm rice, fish curry, and fried surmai that hit the spot. Ate it while watching crabs do crab things on the shore.
If you’re thinking of unplugging, I stayed at Villa Infinity by the Sea. Quietest place I’ve been to in years.
Day 3: Conversations With Strangers (and Myself)
I met an old man on the beach who told me about the changing tide patterns and how dolphins used to swim closer to shore. He said the ocean listens more than people do. I believed him.
Later, I sat on the villa’s terrace as it rained for twenty minutes—quick burst, like the sky just needed to cry it out. I got it.
For dinner, I tried cooking with whatever I found in the local market. (Spoiler: I am not a chef.) Still, there was something therapeutic about chopping veggies with the waves in the background.
Would I Do It Again?
Absolutely. Villa Infinity wasn’t just a stay—it was a reset. I didn’t check social media. I didn’t count steps. I didn’t achieve anything “productive.” And somehow, that made it the most valuable trip I’ve had in a long time.