Thursday, December 17, 2009
Arambol Beach, GOA!
I travelled to Goa in what they call a sleeper bus. These buses don’t have any seats, but instead have little bunkers on each side of the aisle. Each little compartment sleeps two persons, so if you’re traveling alone as I am you end up sleeping with a stranger without much of a personal space. I was hoping to be placed next to a gorgeous Indian girl, but of course that wasn’t the case : ) Luckily though I shared a space with a nice older American gentleman with whom I ended up spending a lot of time hanging out with during my stay in Goa. My plan was to spend a couple of days in each beach along the coast but quickly changed my mind and decided to stay in Arambol beach for the whole period (one dollar a night hotel room (a mattress on the terrace actually) played a major role in my decision making naturally). Goa has such a relaxed atmosphere that you can spend your days doing nothing and not realize how fast days go by. My initial plan of staying for a few days turned into one week, then turned into ten days, when I decided I might end up spending a few months there if I didn’t move on. A brief summary of a day (or of everyday for that matter) would go as waking up to sun shining through palm trees and birds singing (I stayed on the rooftop of a hotel in open air), having a yummy breakfast of fresh tropical fruit with muesli, yoghurt, and honey, going to the beach for a morning swim, buying fresh fish from the fishermen while they unload the catch of the day from their nets on the beach, having a fish fiesta then a siesta, going for a afternoon swim, watching the sun set over the ocean, and listening to live music at one of the many jam sessions taking place throughout the beach. Alright, I think that’s enough to make you all jealous so I won’t even mention the dirt cheap drinks, backgammon parties, colorful interesting crowds of people (including drop dead gorgeous chicks), and scooter rides through other beaches and cities of Goa (which was hell a lot of fun riding, even though I had no previous experience and got close to minor accidents quite a few times but never got into one). Good times, good times…
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