Blogs from Anjuna Beach, Goa, India, Asia - page 4

Greetings from the Goan Sea.... We're currently bobbing up and down in the waves, looking out onto massive stretches of palm trees and beaches, sipping coconut fenny and scorching our bald spots. Goa is as you would expect, pretty close to paradise, apart from the awful tourist resort down the road which is crammed to the brim with fat English tourists. The trip here was a mixture of emotions. Waking up at ungodly hours to catch trains, passing through Delhi and Mumbai - Delhi kind of ok, and Mumbai utterly fascinating - sweating our socks off. Stuff is cheap, Tandoori fish a particular highlight. Coconut Fenny (a kind of spirit) a close second. Mopeds are plentiful, can you believe we're actually braving the Indian roads! You pick it up after a while, just beep at anything ... read more

India is a very funny place for us to get used to but the aspects that sticks out the most are the practices and ideals surrounding cleanliness. People devote a lot of time to keeping the environment clean here. Sweeping the streets and alleys, washing dust and grime off of everything and shoveling up cow pies. It is in some ways a very clean place and in others very very gross. I try to be non judgmental but when i see folks burning garbage in giant piles or shitting on floors they shower on, as well as wiping floors with cloths that are moved by their feet then in turn used for my dinner table, i cannot help but get a little irked. Indians destroy their bathrooms. Yes that is a generalization and its true! For ... read more

Arriving in Anjuna had already been a little eventful and with cuts, hangover and hunger kicking-in, it was time to find ourselves a new home. Anjuna is far north and a rather backpacker destination so this was a little harder than we anticipated. Walking along the beach in midday heat with a huge packpack is exhausting, especially when you have no idea where the beach huts are as your book of shit is the most unhelpful guide a girl could have. At this point, Gail was feeling pretty rough and sent Nikki off to hunt down beds. Luckily after turning down the huts with no locks and an open window, she found a little gem called Radha Guest House run by Ganesh-camp and cute fellow. Little did we know that our time in the pretty hut ... read more

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Am freitag nachmittag gegen 2.00 uhr ging es dann also los zu unserem ersten heiss ersehnten wochenendtrip. irina, tabea, henrike und wir zwei sind einfach mal in das auto eingestiegen, dass auf einmal im camp stand. Vier von den englaenderinnen sassen schon drin. Eigentlich dachten wir, wir wuerden damit zur bushaltestelle in margao gebracht werden; letztendlich, war es dann aber ein bestelltes taxi. War uns dann aber auch recht, weil es eigentlich ziemlich billig war. zuerst haben wurden die englaender in baga rausgeschmissen und fuer uns fuenf ging es dann noch ein stueckchen weiter gen norden nach anjuna. wir hatten natuerlich kein hotel reserviert, deswegen sind wir einfach mal losgelaufen, bis wir ein hotel gefunden hatten, dass im lonely planet steht. da dort aber kein platz mehr war, haben wir uns dann zimmer in einem hotel ... read more