Majali Beach Village
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... of them would ask me, "Gokarna?" I would reply in the affirmative and they would tell me, "Bus is coming." Here's the thing about language though; Tense is important. I know this because I can't use tense in the embarrassingly little Spanish I know so I use the present tense for everything. These fellas only spoke limited English so "bus is coming" could mean it's coming right now, ...
... glass bottles into the ocean. You know laughing and littering, what fun! Knowing how dangerous broken bottles at the beach are Steven promptly stripped down, waded in, and retrieved the bottles under the confused glare of a group of Indian women. Typical Steven, ruining everyone's fun by actually putting rubbish in the bin.
After a beer back at our guesthouse we decided that since ...
... We arrived in Gokarna to find it is a ghost town. After being told Palolem was “closed” and finding it still operational we expected these beaches to be the same. It really wasn't the same. Nearly all the stalls were shuttered up and auto-rickshaws had been abandoned by their drivers.
We decided to save an expensive lift to the beach and just walk it. In temperatures teasing 40. With full gear. Up a hill. It was ...
... overnight train to Jodhpur.
Jodhpur is often called the Blue City after the colour-wash of the old town houses. We only stayed one day in Jodhpur which gave us enough time to visit the Meherangarh Fort. Most of the Indian monuments, forts and museums feel older than they are and are often accompanied by very poor explanations on what is displayed etc. which contributed to a certain 'fort fatigue', but thankfully this fort was one of the better looked after Indian monuments ...
... few like minded travellers, the odd group of Indians, jewellery sellers and The Fruit Man. This gentile fellow wandered up and down the beach from mid morning carrying a basket full of pineapples, melons and coconuts on his head. He was a firm favourite of the resident cow population, one of whom would soon appear out of nowhere when The Fruit Man set down his basket and began chopping. They would then wait patiently, having staked their claim, until he lead ...