Elections on the 7th so no booze which meant that the entire neighbourhood is free of tourists. They have wisely gone away or have decided to come after the 7th. This meant that the morning walk by myself was a lonely one and I chose to go left at Candolim and walk for a good hour and a half. Post breakfast Pooja is all set for some adventure sport - para gliding and jet skiing. The resident adventurer Anjali also desired the same. Some online stuff was done and we were asked to go to Calangute by 1130 by the man who collected the money.
It was hot. We had only one bike and Pooja took that to head to Calangute with Shobhs which was a good 5 kms away. Goa does not have autos. Buses are rare. So you are rather stuck. Luckily Anjali and I found an auto who said he would charge 200 bucks for the short ride. We took it. I suddenly realised that I might have to pay another 250 for the ride back - I could as well have hired a scooter for 1000 bucks a day! But life has proven to me that I am not the most prudent with such decisions.
At Calangute (we spotted Hotel Raman in the gully by the way) the concerned party was of the view that the sea was rough and no adventurous activity would happen. After chatting with the guy who took the money at Candolim and the guy who refused to deliver at Calangute we were asked to wait. We sat and sipped lemon juice at a shack named Om and watched a few tourists trying to get the shack guys to serve them beer - unsuccessfully. For a while a whole bunch of service providers came and sat around - was a no business day. They looked like a bunch of rough necks - and their boss was a lady. It reminded me of Madgaon Express!
We left after it was finally told with great finality that no sports would take place. Money could be collected at the same place at Candolim. We got an auto on the way back, collected the money, spent 1000 bucks going up and down and drinking lemonade, and returned with nothing else to show. Lunch at 'Taste of Goa' was very nice indeed!
Evening was Candolim beach. I liked the idea of just walking, chilling. Could easily get used to this. I can see that I am quite comfortable by myself, living the life of a monk.
This being last evening here, we gathered at Raja's place to polish of all beer, wine, rum, whiskey which had been stocked up. Post revelry the ladies decided to head to a place which had live music, while Raja and I headed to 'Taste of Goa' and the smiling waitress there who had promised to get some stir fried beef for us. Tomorrow we head back to Pune in respective flights - Raja, Anu, Prarthana and Pooja in an earlier flight and us three in a later one.
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