Blogs from Arambol, Goa, India, Asia - page 9

Nameste, I am now in the South of India, in the state of Goa, and what a state I have been in. The journed from Varanassi required me to catch two trains, with a 8 hour wait in between each one. The total jounrney took 59 hours, and I my arse started to leak about 3 hours out of Goa. I had been staying so healthy, but I suspect it was some dodgy train food that did me in. I am now in Arambol,which is right at the top of Northern Goa. I am staying in a bamboo hut which is right on the beachfront. There are worse places to be ill! I was only going to stay for a few days, but as I spent 5 of them cutting a path between said hut ... read more

People that I'd met along the way had told me I'd like Arambol - it was a bit more laid back, hippyish and less touristy than the rest of Goa. However, being the end of season (they were literally starting to pull down the huts and shacks), it was a little laid back even for me. The preferred activity seemed to be the usual baking on sun beds all day, though I found it a little more challenging to take myself off on walks - of the surrounding bush, adjacent beaches and even a nearby lagoon. I rather foolishly attempted all of this one hot day without any water, not intending to go so far, and found myself stumbling over a rocky headland in thongs, exhausted and dying of thirst (well I was pretty thirsty ... read more

why helluuuu there! alice here, long time no speaketh! so i think tarzan left off with little tales of our first moments in Ooty. we had much more fun when our buddies Lenka Lisa and Hester joined us from Bangalore. i can't recall so much what happened on what day so i'll just blab a bit and hopefuly you'll get an idea! Lisa Steve Tara and I went out to a bar on the night of their arrival and met some cool dudes who boogied at a club nearby so we checked that out. that was all quite fun and it looked as though we had just stepped onto the set of save the last dance with us white chicks boogying with the hip hop dudes. anyway, we also went there the next night and ... read more

JUST TO LET EVERYONE KNOW, I HAVE HAD TO RE-WRITE THIS BLOG 5 TIMES NOW DUE TO BAD COMPUTERS! today we officially moved in to our new appartment . Up the dirt road and to the left you come across Riva Resort, our new habitat for however long. Its a village of bamboo, thereare quite literally only 2 stone built buildings in sight! After packing lazily that morning, due to the small distance we were moving to, we got a cheap taxi for once and arrived at Riva. We were quickly taken to our temporary home, a very bohemian and rustic beach hut on the sea front befriended by a lazy palm tree that had its back broken by windier days we gather we nearly have to step over the drunken tree in order to get ... read more

אז הגענו לגואה בשעה טובה באמצע הלילה, והדבר היחיד שהיינו בטוחים בו זה שאנחנו באמת ליד הים.. בדרך הצטרפנו אלינו בחורה דנית ובחור אנגלי. שני אנשים מצחיקים לאללה בשם אידה ודני. הגענו למקום שחברים המליצו לנו עליו בשם אנטוניו'ס פרדייז ורק כשהתעוררנו בבוקר ופתחנו את הדלת של החושה הבנו למה קוראים למקום ככה.. נתאר את זה בקצרה: ים, במרחק שני צעדים מפתח החדר, שמש, מלא מלא עצי קוקוס ומסעדה מפנקת על החוף עם מלצר נפאלי מקסים בשם נווארז (או פשוט רז). אחח.. אז במשך שבוע שלם פינקנו את עצמנו באוכל טוב, קצת שמש (אמא, לא יותר מדיי..), קניות (והרבה) בשווקים המקומיים - באנג'ונה וארמבול, קטנוע צמוד (דנדש!) שאיתו טיילנו בין החופים ואפילו זכינו לבלות במסיבת טראנס מטורפת בקרחת יער, כדי להיכנס לאווירה.. ביום האחרון שלנו בגואה שלחנו חבילה לארץ (תתפללו בשבילנו שהיא תגיע..) ופינינו מקום בתיק ... read more