Nirvana Hermitage Goa

So now the travels take us to the coastal get away of Goa. Well what can I say about the 4 days that Sara and I spent here......<br><br>We took a mini-bus (12 seater) and rented it with a bunch of friends from Bangalore and drove to Paololem, Goa. This area is in South Goa, which was good b/c the Konkani they spoke was somewhat similar to my Konkani......<br><br>Highlights:<br>*we take the 12 seater overnite mini bus...and I DONT get sick!!!!<br><br>*we get into ...

... awkward and you can't get away from it either, well you can run but you definitely can't hide as we found out. One fellow traveller we met kindly passed onto us that "You can't take a **** in India without someone watching you do it" and it's true...They were right, right down to the last shake and zip up!<br>Secondly, there's the paparazzi...<br>Now we're not gonna lie to ya, at first the attention was kinda cool, we are after all the novelty whiteys with ...

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... pulled from the water. This one not so alive. He had apparently gone missing yesterday and they had only found his body today. I asked the guys that run the beach huts about it and they all seemed so ok about it - It happens offten. The Indian guys come down for the weekend, get tanked on whiskey and decide they have suddenly grown gills. Only 2% of Indians can swim (I am told). Maybe those signs aren't so funny after all?

... and people asleep in the central lane reservation it is really hard to imagine! Hope i really hammered that point in! Took some photos of our hostel room- which wasnt too bad and have done well adjusting to the whole jug of water but no loo roll. Though i refuse to handwipe for other situations..didn't want to have to spell it out! Got a private taxi tour soon after we unpacked some bits, only ten pounds each for me and russ and got ...

... bargain!!Arombol is a very beautiful small resort with lots of beach huts, has a lovely sandy beach, lots of cafes/ bar's (all very hippieishie!) and plenty of stalls to buy endless long skirts, jewelery and bags! oh and a resident family of cow's who sit happily on the beach in the same place everyday- occasionally one will wander off to smell the folks on the beach or have a mooch around town- it's hilarious to watch! We visited a ...

... says no, I firmly say my price, he says no, I open the door as I am bargaining, he says no, and then I close the door to walk away. Sometimes as the door begins closing he gives in and sometimes when I walk away he gives in and I come back. But I never, ever let him think I wont walk about. There will always be another rickshaw and looking desperate doesnt help. he may turn me down and think I am too much trouble and drive way. None of this is personal - not to him ...

... many minutes you'll be given a menu, but always one menu, regardless of the number of people sitting at the table, after which the server might disappear into the kitchen, or outside for a cigarette, or sometimes down the street to talk to a friend and check his email. despite the general knowledge of english among most indians - especially in places that are used to seeing foreign tourists - the spelling of menu items is always horrendous enough that you never quite know ...

... recently too From Charlotte: "Mum your breath smells of fanny" and "I want butter chicken and Tarpaulins" From mel: "As much as India is India, it's still India" Yesterday we took the scooters out again and headed for the Intercontinetal Resort where we pretended to be rich and spent wads of money on Cappuccino and cake. Drinks and two pieces of cake came to about NZ$50 which we figured was about the same as home, it was all very decadent but sadly the coffee wasn't all that flash ...

... m still trying to figure that one out and even Veneta can't provide me with any insight into those comments. And no, I refuse to buy a sarong from anyone who dares to call me 'white' on a beach! So... I was a little self concious after all the 'white' comments on the beach and decided to turn my farmer's tan into a redneck. Yup... I burnt my chest and shoulders pretty good. But there is definitely an upside to this story... no vendor has dared to comment on my ...