The surf, sand and a whole lot of FUN!!! PART 1

Whenever I talk craziness with Siddharth, it usually tends to turn into reality (the Vasai trips and the epic Lamington road trips without any rhyme or reason). And before I knew anything about it (we even managed to convince Rohan, Rhys and Vishal to come too), I had already booked the tickets for Siddharth and me, whereas the other 3 would join us later.

How it all started, I have absolutely no idea. I think it started one day when Sid and I were hanging out and I hit up on the idea of going to Goa… something on the lines of, “I’m thinking of going to Sunburn in Candolim, Goa”. I should chose my words more wisely from now on.. because whenever I talk craziness with Siddharth, it usually tends to turn into reality (the Vasai trips and the epic Lamington road trips without any rhyme or reason). And before I knew anything about it (we even managed to convince Rohan, Rhys and Vishal to come too), I had already booked the tickets for Siddharth and me, whereas the other 3 would join us later. So it began – the Execution, the Stay and finally the Return.

The Execution: December 26th, 2012 – 19.30pm. Place- Kalanagar Bus stop. With a printed ticket in hand the two of us were waiting for the bus to arrive at its scheduled time of 19.45 pm. Sure enough we soon see the Atmaram Travels bus arrive. “That’s odd”, I think to myself, “The bus actually came at the right time. Surprising”! That was mistake #1. So the two of us get into the bus and when we enter, Sid stops and asks me, “Dude did you book a sleeper?” “No,” I replied. “But this is a sleeper bus,” he exclaims. Sure enough, it was a sleeper with no room to move in. So we ask the conductor of the bus whether this is the correct bus that we have to get into. The only thing he says is Haan Haan, Atmaram yehi bus hai. Then the bus starts moving. Sid and I look at each other, telling the conductor that this is simply not our bus. Finally he listens to us and asks us, “Yours is a sleeper bus or sitting?” “Sitting,” we reply. “In that case, this is the wrong bus; your bus will come after this one”. Well duh, happy realization! So we get off the bus and then have to walk back all the way to the bus stop. Finally after what seems to be an hour, our actual bus arrives. And we were off … …. … for the second time!!

A fancy snowman - or should I say sandman

A fancy snowman – or should I say sandman

 Sid stops and asks me, “Dude did you book a sleeper?” “No,” I replied. “But this is a sleeper bus,” he exclaims. Sure enough, it was a sleeper with no room to move in. So we ask the conductor of the bus whether this is the correct bus that we have to get into.

That's my bewildered look

That’s my bewildered look

The Stay: Thankfully we had no hassles in the bus, the only funny thing being that Sid thought we were not allowed to take our own tiffin to wayside restaurants (well, we can; that does not fall into the ‘restaurant code’ of having to purchase food from the restaurant).

Mapusa bus stop @ 10 am: So we hop into the rickshaw with our bags and tell them the address. Wouldn’t you know it, we could have actually walked to the place, it was that close! So we unpacked and in about an hour’s time we were off to explore the wild (or at least in and around Mapusa)…

First things first, we had to get our kinetics. The plan was to get two of them, one for each of us. But we never accounted for how expensive they would be.

The first pose with the Kinetics

The first pose with the Kinetics

The beautiful sunset in Goa

The beautiful sunset in Goa

 

A beautiful cross that stared out at us

A beautiful cross that stared out at us

 

Continued further in Part II