GOA !!! Day 2: It was a perfect way of starting the day. Sleep until the sun has already finished half of his Journey across the sky. And then sleep some more just because hey, everyone else is sleeping. And then as the bodily mechanisms kicked off (matters dealing with pressures) lazily people woke up. It was quite sometime since we last had any food so, hunger was on every body's mind. So we ordered for some Sandwiches, fries and pakoras along with some tea.
This was the day reserved for water Sports. People (amongst us that is) who had visited earlier told us that water sports were there at Miramar Beach, Panjim. Panjim was a an hour or so away from our place. So of we went towards Panjim.
One word about panjim, its Beautiful. The city has amazingly preserved the old portugal architecture within its administrative buildings, Churches and its ports. A visit to this city or just a walk around was to finish your visit to GOA.
Going on we reached the beach Miramar. And the beach was, well, empty. The activity at the beach was nil, a black sheep among all other goan beaches. We rushed to the nearest stall , a Gola wala, asking him if there was any water sports on the Beach. He answered, smilingly, that there were no water sports until April. Our hearts sank, because according to our trusted and experienced friends any waters sports always happened on this beach. However the guy quickly added that water sports were now happening at Calangute. The adrenaline pumped in again and in all graciousness we all decided to have golas at his stall.
After the Gola session, and a photo shoot we headed back to Calungute. As we neared the beach, we just hoped what the gola wala said was indeed true. The beach looked normal as any, when a Parchute sailed into my view. Yippeeee!!!!! It was Water Sports time. As usual, Vasim got us a nice package of all rides. This included a jet ski ride, the infamous Banana Boat ride and a para Sailing ride. The day had just started.
The Beach had a air of thrill and excitement and was jammed with people. people all around were either famished from all the rides or buckling up for the next. The Sea was lined with speed boats and jet skis zipping across from everywhere. Far off along the horizon were the parachutes gliding around. The guy helped us deposit our valuables and footwear and we stepped on to the beach. From that moment onwards time lost its meaning. We were zipped up with Life jackets one by one and got us ready.
The first ride was Jet ski ride. The jet ski ride was accompanied by a driver who did most of the maneuvering.Watching people, we realised that the seas were choppy. The jet ski ride wasn't so great however, with the driver behind you swearing his life at the waves and hogging at the control. But it sure gave us a head rush.
The next ride was the "BANANA BOAT RIDE". This was recently made famous by the MTv Roadies show where the ride was a part of a task. For people who don't know about the ride its quite simple. You ride on a banana shaped floating raft which is tied to a speed boat that takes you around. Right when you reach the middle of the sea, the men who take for a ride decide to get rid of you and and topple you over right in middle of the sea. If you are able hold on to your dear lives and scramble upon the boat, he might topple you over again. After you have had enough saving your own life he'll bring you back to shore.On a serious note however, you are well protected by your life jackets (and the other life guards around). Thats all!!
The ride was for 5 people at a time, so we had taken two rides. All were quite excited by now. First, i stayed back while the others sailed away. The ride looked quite rocky itself. I watched them go into the deep sea and when the boat took a nasty twist and all the five fell into the sea. Most of them had no idea of swimming. So, when they fell, they instinctively looked for ground beneath their feet. But there was no ground but water and thats when the Fear factor came into picture. Splashing around hoping to get near the boat, most of them got exhausted. Somehow they made it to the boat and got on with only Nooresh left behind. By size if others were sharks, then nooresh was easily the Great white. In his attempt to haul himself on the boat, he hauled the rest of the gang into the water. Then again a series of splashing, kicking and saving yourself from drowning happened. Not to mention the regular thrashing of waves. This time again a a few got on board, but the Boat gave away throwing them back into ocean. They say, the cycle happened to them at least four times. At last, Vasim and nooresh quit and got into the speed boat that pulled them around. And the Banana Boat returned. No body looked really Happy when they returned. Or rather they looked happy that they did return.
None of them, looked like they were going to accompany me for the second round. I had almost left hopes, but Amit and pushkar agreed to tag along. I now admire for their feat, because it was a crazy thing to go back on that boat.
I sat on the banana Boat holding on to only a small piece of rope. We were at the shore waiting for a Speed to tag us, when a large wave threw us off the Boat. That fall gave me an idea of how it would be. I tightened my Life jacked got back on. The ride on the boat along the choppy seas was a like a roller Coaster. The Boat went on for some time and i felt at ease. That was the precise moment when i felt i was losing my balance and
Splash!!!...
Gurgle!....
Gasp! ....
When i did break the water i saw the upturned banana sailing away and the two life guards swimming in a distance. In a few moments the banana Boat returned and we dashed towards it (or we tried to do so, cos i feel the boat finally came towards us). The guard got on, and gave me a hand. Amazingly I could get on quite easily. The others got on too, they were quite experienced by now. And we went on. I prayed it won't happen again, when banana took a steep turn, and i felt the Losing CG again. Splash!!! back into the ocean. Amit looked positively tired of falling into the sea so many times. We again scrambled to the Banana Boat ready for the guard to give us a hand. But this time, the guards were in no mood to do that. They were merrily playing and at the same time having a nice laugh watching our panic stricken faces. (we must have been looking quite stupid i presume). It was only when we started to verbally mention our condition, they got back to their jobs.
Sailing back, near shore the ride ended again with a splash. I was so used to the deep sea, that I did even try to look for land. It was when the Guard walked behind me and mocked me that i stopped splashing and started walking.
The Next ride was para sailing. We were thoroughly exhausted by our previous ride that we never felt we could do this one. But it was actually quite relaxing. When you sail up from the boat, you first experience complete silence. The wind blows , while you are hanging high above in the air with the blue ocean stretched in front of you. You feel this moment to never end.
Coming back, to the shore, with hearts still racing a bit from the Banana Boat experience, we settled in the shacks. Beers were ordered. The GOA feeling was then and there. Got some beads to wear on and as souvenirs. We got a nice Full body message. Some of us got ourselves Temporary tattoos. Sipping on chilled beer and chatting on with your best buddies while sunset into the ocean, you would wish you could freeze time
That night we freshened and headed to paradiso, the night club at Anjuna. This place was haunted more by the Firangs. Our dear friend Soham was ready to treat
with a party here. The place was nothing like i had seen. The architecture was unique and seemed Gothic. With Unlimited booze we jived all night dancing around with the firangs. Bar tenders revved it up with some pyro technique shows. Towards the end, one of our friends got a bit too drunk, and well got out of control. We were only hoping he wouldn't get stupid enough to get into a fight. Somehow we got our drunk friend home safely. Putting him to sleep, we all settled down. It was one the best days of entire lives.
The next day also started lazily. Vasim, unfotunately had to head back urgently
due to some office related work. That put off the excitement for all of us, and we also decided to leave that evening. After having breakfast, Vasim left and we five decided to goto Vagator or the DCH fort. At the fort we went Photo crazy. Every minute spend there didn't go without clicking a photograph. With more thousand photos of us clicked there, we returned.
That night, we left for mumbai from GOA and from one of the Best holidays ever!!!!!!!!!!!!
This was the day reserved for water Sports. People (amongst us that is) who had visited earlier told us that water sports were there at Miramar Beach, Panjim. Panjim was a an hour or so away from our place. So of we went towards Panjim.
One word about panjim, its Beautiful. The city has amazingly preserved the old portugal architecture within its administrative buildings, Churches and its ports. A visit to this city or just a walk around was to finish your visit to GOA.
Going on we reached the beach Miramar. And the beach was, well, empty. The activity at the beach was nil, a black sheep among all other goan beaches. We rushed to the nearest stall , a Gola wala, asking him if there was any water sports on the Beach. He answered, smilingly, that there were no water sports until April. Our hearts sank, because according to our trusted and experienced friends any waters sports always happened on this beach. However the guy quickly added that water sports were now happening at Calangute. The adrenaline pumped in again and in all graciousness we all decided to have golas at his stall.
After the Gola session, and a photo shoot we headed back to Calungute. As we neared the beach, we just hoped what the gola wala said was indeed true. The beach looked normal as any, when a Parchute sailed into my view. Yippeeee!!!!! It was Water Sports time. As usual, Vasim got us a nice package of all rides. This included a jet ski ride, the infamous Banana Boat ride and a para Sailing ride. The day had just started.
The Beach had a air of thrill and excitement and was jammed with people. people all around were either famished from all the rides or buckling up for the next. The Sea was lined with speed boats and jet skis zipping across from everywhere. Far off along the horizon were the parachutes gliding around. The guy helped us deposit our valuables and footwear and we stepped on to the beach. From that moment onwards time lost its meaning. We were zipped up with Life jackets one by one and got us ready.
The first ride was Jet ski ride. The jet ski ride was accompanied by a driver who did most of the maneuvering.Watching people, we realised that the seas were choppy. The jet ski ride wasn't so great however, with the driver behind you swearing his life at the waves and hogging at the control. But it sure gave us a head rush.
The next ride was the "BANANA BOAT RIDE". This was recently made famous by the MTv Roadies show where the ride was a part of a task. For people who don't know about the ride its quite simple. You ride on a banana shaped floating raft which is tied to a speed boat that takes you around. Right when you reach the middle of the sea, the men who take for a ride decide to get rid of you and and topple you over right in middle of the sea. If you are able hold on to your dear lives and scramble upon the boat, he might topple you over again. After you have had enough saving your own life he'll bring you back to shore.On a serious note however, you are well protected by your life jackets (and the other life guards around). Thats all!!The ride was for 5 people at a time, so we had taken two rides. All were quite excited by now. First, i stayed back while the others sailed away. The ride looked quite rocky itself. I watched them go into the deep sea and when the boat took a nasty twist and all the five fell into the sea. Most of them had no idea of swimming. So, when they fell, they instinctively looked for ground beneath their feet. But there was no ground but water and thats when the Fear factor came into picture. Splashing around hoping to get near the boat, most of them got exhausted. Somehow they made it to the boat and got on with only Nooresh left behind. By size if others were sharks, then nooresh was easily the Great white. In his attempt to haul himself on the boat, he hauled the rest of the gang into the water. Then again a series of splashing, kicking and saving yourself from drowning happened. Not to mention the regular thrashing of waves. This time again a a few got on board, but the Boat gave away throwing them back into ocean. They say, the cycle happened to them at least four times. At last, Vasim and nooresh quit and got into the speed boat that pulled them around. And the Banana Boat returned. No body looked really Happy when they returned. Or rather they looked happy that they did return.
None of them, looked like they were going to accompany me for the second round. I had almost left hopes, but Amit and pushkar agreed to tag along. I now admire for their feat, because it was a crazy thing to go back on that boat.
I sat on the banana Boat holding on to only a small piece of rope. We were at the shore waiting for a Speed to tag us, when a large wave threw us off the Boat. That fall gave me an idea of how it would be. I tightened my Life jacked got back on. The ride on the boat along the choppy seas was a like a roller Coaster. The Boat went on for some time and i felt at ease. That was the precise moment when i felt i was losing my balance and
Splash!!!...
Gurgle!....
Gasp! ....
When i did break the water i saw the upturned banana sailing away and the two life guards swimming in a distance. In a few moments the banana Boat returned and we dashed towards it (or we tried to do so, cos i feel the boat finally came towards us). The guard got on, and gave me a hand. Amazingly I could get on quite easily. The others got on too, they were quite experienced by now. And we went on. I prayed it won't happen again, when banana took a steep turn, and i felt the Losing CG again. Splash!!! back into the ocean. Amit looked positively tired of falling into the sea so many times. We again scrambled to the Banana Boat ready for the guard to give us a hand. But this time, the guards were in no mood to do that. They were merrily playing and at the same time having a nice laugh watching our panic stricken faces. (we must have been looking quite stupid i presume). It was only when we started to verbally mention our condition, they got back to their jobs.
Sailing back, near shore the ride ended again with a splash. I was so used to the deep sea, that I did even try to look for land. It was when the Guard walked behind me and mocked me that i stopped splashing and started walking.
The Next ride was para sailing. We were thoroughly exhausted by our previous ride that we never felt we could do this one. But it was actually quite relaxing. When you sail up from the boat, you first experience complete silence. The wind blows , while you are hanging high above in the air with the blue ocean stretched in front of you. You feel this moment to never end. Coming back, to the shore, with hearts still racing a bit from the Banana Boat experience, we settled in the shacks. Beers were ordered. The GOA feeling was then and there. Got some beads to wear on and as souvenirs. We got a nice Full body message. Some of us got ourselves Temporary tattoos. Sipping on chilled beer and chatting on with your best buddies while sunset into the ocean, you would wish you could freeze time
That night we freshened and headed to paradiso, the night club at Anjuna. This place was haunted more by the Firangs. Our dear friend Soham was ready to treat
with a party here. The place was nothing like i had seen. The architecture was unique and seemed Gothic. With Unlimited booze we jived all night dancing around with the firangs. Bar tenders revved it up with some pyro technique shows. Towards the end, one of our friends got a bit too drunk, and well got out of control. We were only hoping he wouldn't get stupid enough to get into a fight. Somehow we got our drunk friend home safely. Putting him to sleep, we all settled down. It was one the best days of entire lives.The next day also started lazily. Vasim, unfotunately had to head back urgently
due to some office related work. That put off the excitement for all of us, and we also decided to leave that evening. After having breakfast, Vasim left and we five decided to goto Vagator or the DCH fort. At the fort we went Photo crazy. Every minute spend there didn't go without clicking a photograph. With more thousand photos of us clicked there, we returned. That night, we left for mumbai from GOA and from one of the Best holidays ever!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
Nicely Written Bro....Brought back memories from the last time i visited goa. Not to mention how bad it made me feel for not being able to be with you guys on that trip....
Hey...nice detailed blog...Goa is a magical place indeed!
WHy have you stopped writing?
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