Saturday, January 24, 2009

Without a plan

Days in which the whole plan made thus far is to meet up with friends that are coming always turn out interesting, in the sense that once you meet up, there is no more plan. Yesterday was one of those days. Shawn's friends took an overnight bus from Mumbai and got to Goa in the morning. After having some breakfast (one of them wanted tostop by a tattoo parlor to make an appointment for later in the week, don't worry I didn't get a tattoo...) Shawn asked about this famous church that is suposed to be famous. But driving around for a good 45min (on the other side of the road) we can upon some church (not the one Shawn talked of), but after all that riding (not as bad as the camel) we took a brake and walked around for a while. Some of the other guys went back to sleep, and then the rest of us went to a seaside market (reminds me of Santa Monica Pier), but has a great view of some beaches. This was followed by some good roadside food (mac it was a gyro that was almost as good as Germany) and then going to this fort to watch the sunset. All told we drove over 100km (no I'm not going to convert it) yesterday, but I loved riding on the scooter if you can imagine me driving with Shawn on the back. Following the sunset we went back to the hotel to freshen up (thier words not mine) and then met on the beach for some food and drinks, that ended up lasting till 2 in the morning. Today was already jam packed. The guys wanted to do water sports and so that is what we did in the couple of hours before Shawn and mines flight. For those who are confused by the term water sports, it is almost everything you can do in the ocean that is not swiming. We got a package deal where we did jet skiing, parasailing, bumper ride (kind of like when you pull an airmatress behind a boat), and banana boat ride and all before breakfast. The best was the bumper ride, I was cracking up the whole time (don't ask why). Once we were done it was shoving a breakfast down (along with a morning beer) and high tailing it to the airport (which was an hour away from our hotel) to catch a flight to Mumbai. Here now, going to get some food and then see where the night takes us.

Picture count: 1037 (finally broke the century mark!)

1 comment:

shawnkumarjain said...

Turns out I was wrong; last scene in Slumdog was filmed at Victoria Terminus (now called CST) and not Churchgate. oops.