Goa: A Place of Great People, Beaches...& Alcohol

Trip Start Jan 15, 2013
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Trip End May 27, 2013


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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Welcome to the next part of my travelling blog. This time it describes my time in Goa, India. As the title suggests I had a pretty good time. 
I arrived into Goa on the Konkan Express Train from Mumbai. The day journey took a little over 13 hours and was a fun experience. I was in the same area of the train as some other British people and we discussed our experiences of India so far. The sleeper trains were both better and worse than I had imagined. I had a bed with sheets and a blanket (3AC) but I also had to put up (for the first time) with all the constant commotion of an Indian train. There are sellers of food and all sorts constantly wading through the carriages. The most popular by far - the chai (tea) seller - seems to almost sing through the train offering small cups of drink to anyone and everyone who will take one. The toilets were literally a hole in the train leaving a trail of human waste on the tracks throughout the journey! My favourite moments of the journey by far were the opportunities to hang out the wide-open swinging train doors as we raced through the Indian countryside. Slightly dangerous; yes, but a great exhilarating feeling of the breeze hitting your face as the sun set into the rolling hills around. 
Once in Vagator, Goa, the sudden change to the pace of life becomes apparent. This was the hippy part of Goa in the north and was all about relaxing, drinking and apparently some people on some exotic substances. When we arrived we were immediately labeled the 'newbies' - something attributed to everyone arriving each day - and taken on a bar crawl. These nights out were daily and organised solely through a lad from Belfast who had taken it upon himself to ensure everyone in our hostel had a great time in the name of alcohol! 
My first full day began with a slight hangover but ended with another huge night out. I was getting the hang of this place. Inbetween I hired a scooter, a vehicle I had never ridden before, and even after explaining this to the owner he shrugged and said I'd 'pick it up'. This place was relaxed beyond belief. I met two other Brits who had hired scooters too. After some much needed practice we headed up to the old Portuguese fort where I saw arguably the best sunset I had ever seen. Just wonderful. 
After an amazing night out at Club Cabana - an awesome night club built into the side of a mountain with lots of different levels and lounging areas looking out to an incredible view with a P Diddy style swimming pool where it was approx 7 for unlimited drinks all night - it was time to get back on the scooter. I was becoming dependant and excited about this novel mode of transport. An Aussie called Vanessa and I had met the night before and I decided to check out the Anjuna Flea Market. This was full to the brim of people selling and buying all sorts of Indian goods. The sun was really beaming down but the hangover wasn't present, thankfully. After a while Vanessa and I decided that we should travel to Arambol Beach which was 12km or so up the coast. After only taking spoken directions we found a 45 min journey turn into 90 mins. We were a little lost. Fortunately all of the locals were super friendly and willing to redirect some map-less travellers. The beach there was incredible and a fantastic place to chill out. Our return journey only took 25 mins, without directions! 
I spent the next day chilling and reading in the hostel before the next bar crawl was offered by our alcohol host, Alex. Another great night out ended at a bar on the beach front where we could dance into the midnight waves - quite literally. There were always terrific new people to get to know. I just loved this lifestyle and could see why Alex had stayed for 2 weeks longer than planned! 
I can honestly say I have never met such an amazing bunch of like-minded people from all over the world in one place at one time. I was having such a blast everyday and felt so lucky. Unfortunately I had to leave the fantastic people and weather behind to discover the delights (or not so) of India's capital, New Delhi. 
Next stop: New Delhi
Delhi Belly Update: No signs of danger 
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