Our coach journey from Hyderabad to goa was around 16 hours long and one of the scariest moments of our young lives. At least while driver number two was behing the wheel (because of the distance). We were unable to fall asleep throughout the gruelling road trip, but the rest of the passengers, all Indian of course, were out for the count. The manouvres that driver number 2 pulled off had us constantly watching the road ahead, in preperation for a fatality :( Quite funny when we look back on it.......wasn't at the time though. Another funny part of this coach journey worth mentioning was how everyone, except for the 2 guys sat in front of us, had their seats fully reclined, and they reclined a helluva long way back! Me and Maj refused them the space........standard ting.
We got to Goa in one piece and took a taxi 30km North to Arambol beach (Costing us 500 rps in case you were interested). This was away from the so-called tourists beaches. The area had a very serene setting to it, with only a handfull of tourists (European mainly)......(quite fit europeans mainly). We were so exhausted on our arrival that we did nothing but hang out down at the beach for the day. We stayed at La Caydens guest house for 1000rps for the three nights.
The following day we had an early start. We had breakfast, which ended up a lousy few pieces of toast, and a tasty fruit smoothie. Then we hired a 200cc motorbike for 250rps (thats like 4 quid, with an extra 100rps towards the days petrol). We cruised down the coast to check out the supposed tourists beaches and also purchase a sim card so we could contact you lovely people back home. (This cost 150rps for the sim, and we topped it up by 300rps. Calls to the u.k cost only 10rps a min, airtel network). We didnt hang around here long as the beach sucked. Instead we found a great spot at Vagator beach, real quiet, clean and a had a beautiful surrounding - including an old fort at the top of quite an inclined rocky hill, and you know what Majid is like.....he forced me all the way to the top to check on the views. We were treat to your typical paridise backdrop, golden beaches, blue seas and a flock of palm trees lining the way. A rare moment occured on this fort by the way, somehow, Majid managed to get sunburnt before I did! Unbelievable I know. He deserves a bit of banter for that one me thinks :)
That night we ate at the recommended restaurant 'Rice Bowl' back in Arambol. We had some real good noodle dishes (made a great change from curry, at a reasonable price too). After eating we purchased our train tickets from Goa to Hospet, which cost us 650rps for both of us. I think its worth noting that thats a 7 hour journey too.
Sunday the 11th was spent relaxing at the beach, as we knew the following few days were qoing to be quite tiresome indeed.
We took the public bus Monday morning all the way down to Benalaum Beach in South Goa. Thats cost 79rps each all together for four different bus changes. This journey in Goa alone took 3 hours, that kind of enforces the vast size of this country, in comparison to England. After hanging out our previously hand-washed laundry (yes mothers we miss you dearly) we headed down to the near-by beach (again) and constructed Majid's 1st ever sandcastle! It was a beauty. We had a seafood meal at an oceanside restaurant, grabbed some ice cream for desert, and took an early retire to bed that night. Our mission to the highly praised city of Hampi in the state of Kernataka begins a-morro.
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