Going Goan, and then gone!

Trip Start Sep 01, 2009
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Trip End Dec 27, 2009


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Arambol Plaza

Flag of India  , Goa,
Monday, November 23, 2009

We drove to Arambol Beach, Goa states' northern most beach. We arrived midday and it was HOT! Barbie stoically took on the task of searching for a room. While I waited with the bags and the driver, she walked down the crowed streets of Arambol and checked guesthouses. One after the other, she found them to be less than desirable. Most were dark, lacked bug screens, nearly all lacked A/C. After a very hot one and one half hours, she returned and reported she had not found a good room for our weeks stay. Our driver spoke in Hindi to locals. Soon we were taken to the Arambol Plaza hotel. It was a great room, clean , A/C, and had a TV with BBC. (It lacked sound on that channel, buy what the heck) We were now ensconced in Arambol.

We walked down town that afternoon and checked out the scene. The tourists here are mostly long termers. I met a Norwegian guy in his 70s, whose family was grown, and he has come back here for 7 months each year for the past 7 years. "Family is grown now, I take my life back!" he says proudly. He owns his own Royal Enfield 350 CC single cylinder Thunderbird.( It has a bit bigger frame than the Bullet) The long timers here wear a lot of Ink. Full body tattoos are everywhere. We met lots of Russians, who tended to travel in family sets and not in large package groups like Chinese or Japanese. We met Australians, New Zealanders, Austrians, Swiss, Israelis, but no Americans during our week long stay here. 

We typically would walk to town to breakfast each morning, do some internet, and get back home around noon, when it really heated up. We would nap and go back out for dinner in the evening before sunset as it began to cool down. We have been lucky with the weather. It is hot (around 100) but hasn't rained or blown much. We found the double Dutch restaurant , (not on the beach) served terrific baked goods, had a fabulous breakfast, and even served steak dinners. We ate most of our meals at the Oasis, a good seafood place,  overlooking the beach.

The town here is full of Yoga centers, Auyervedic herbal shops, massage schools, Mystic classes, etc. Lots of schools, and therapies available. More tattoo shops than you can shake a multi colored arm at. I took some shots of the posters which were spread all over town.  This town too was full of shops selling garments, music, jewelry, and art. There were lots of drug smoking paraphernalia, pipes, chillems, hookahs, etc. I had not smelled any dope smoking in India since I arrived 3 months ago. You have to wonder, what are all the pipes for?

Mid week we decided to walk to the north and visit the small beach just north of town. The trail ran past numerous small huts and rental places. As we clambered down the rocks to alight on the white sandy beach, I was approached by a couple of local kids who asked if I wanted to buy some hashish. I smiled as I politely declined. I had been wondering why no one had asked in the past. I had sadly thought, that I may look too old, or too "unhip".  Maybe, I thought, that now , since I haven't had a haircut in nearly four months I might now look like a throwback to the 60s. Anyway,  I declined their offer to purchase hashish, and probably missed the six month to a year stint in the Indian Penal  system.  Oh well, maybe another time.

We had a great week here in the100 degree heat, as the weather in Washington State headed below freezing.
 
We are now heading south again, into Kerala State. This area is known as Green India. Stay tuned.
   
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