The Goa Trip (Part II)
Our next destination was the Tito’s, a popular disco in Goa. However this time it wasn’t going to be that smooth. The members of our team got separated in the crowd outside Calangut beach and just when it was required the most, the mobile network failed. Practically no call was going through or it was getting dropped almost as soon as it managed to get connected. After struggling for quite a bit we regrouped and went to the disco. Unfortunately it was full and to add to the misery, we had to waste more time as the car parking was about a kilometer away from the spot.
We headed for Anjana beach. After following quite a weird route through half-roads and fields, we reached what looked like a civilized area. A policeman told us to park there. We got out and a lady appeared out of nowhere to ask for a parking fee of 10/- rupees. We complied and set on our journey to the beach on foot. The policeman and the lady had suggested that it was only a few minutes walk, but when we got no sign of the beach even after walking for around ten minutes, we decided to cross check. To our utter dismay, we found that we were still off the beach by over 3 kilometers. As the mobile network was jammed we could not just ask the driver to take the car to us. We had to walk back. Shit!!
Anjana beach was a nice place. The crowd was less. The dark sea ahead with the rumbling sound of the waves crashing on the rocky beach gave quite a pleasant feeling. We took our dinner in a restaurant there. The brilliant location helped us to ignore the despicable food and service. People were somewhat depressed to celebrate the New Year eve on a shadowy beach. Do add some colour to the dark; we decided to go for booze. A few rounds of whisky with the foamy water touching your feet in a rhythmic repetition could have been good enough to forget all the parties going on. Alas! That was not what exactly happened that night. The booze we bought was crap. I do not know what it was but it tasted terribly bad and we gave up. The firework started at midnight and certainly was a good watch for all except for a band of boys whose midnight wasn’t actually what they had planned it to be. Guys got even more down in the dumps watching all the chicks coming out of a disco near-by. Remember the feeling of utter hopelessness “water, water everywhere, not a drop to drink”.
So the first day ended with a note of grief. However, you were soon to recover and enjoy a lot the next day.
Anjana Beach (Can u spot me?)
That is no E.T. That's Sardar in the Restaurant
We headed for Anjana beach. After following quite a weird route through half-roads and fields, we reached what looked like a civilized area. A policeman told us to park there. We got out and a lady appeared out of nowhere to ask for a parking fee of 10/- rupees. We complied and set on our journey to the beach on foot. The policeman and the lady had suggested that it was only a few minutes walk, but when we got no sign of the beach even after walking for around ten minutes, we decided to cross check. To our utter dismay, we found that we were still off the beach by over 3 kilometers. As the mobile network was jammed we could not just ask the driver to take the car to us. We had to walk back. Shit!!
Anjana beach was a nice place. The crowd was less. The dark sea ahead with the rumbling sound of the waves crashing on the rocky beach gave quite a pleasant feeling. We took our dinner in a restaurant there. The brilliant location helped us to ignore the despicable food and service. People were somewhat depressed to celebrate the New Year eve on a shadowy beach. Do add some colour to the dark; we decided to go for booze. A few rounds of whisky with the foamy water touching your feet in a rhythmic repetition could have been good enough to forget all the parties going on. Alas! That was not what exactly happened that night. The booze we bought was crap. I do not know what it was but it tasted terribly bad and we gave up. The firework started at midnight and certainly was a good watch for all except for a band of boys whose midnight wasn’t actually what they had planned it to be. Guys got even more down in the dumps watching all the chicks coming out of a disco near-by. Remember the feeling of utter hopelessness “water, water everywhere, not a drop to drink”.
So the first day ended with a note of grief. However, you were soon to recover and enjoy a lot the next day.
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