We arranged to go on a 13 hour road trip from Hyderabad to Visakhapatam (east coast) to visit some relatives of Kranthi's. The journey there was a story in itself. We hired a 7 seater car to get there even though there was 9 of us, including a driver. We had to squeeze a little. These Indians are big fans of whiskey, so we basically spent the journey getting pissed. We set off at around 9pm on thursday and arrived at 10am the following day, it wasn't the most comfortable car ride, but the liquor eased the stress. I must mention my newly aquired friend who joined us for the journey, Rajesh (I was calling him Radish). He was a funny fucking guy! A proper mangy! Some of his best quotes include: 'Dog eat cat, cat eat rat, rat eat ant, you see....TEAMWORK!' and also 'we will go visit the Jew' (He meant zoo) :) and finally, ‘look Danny, there is a hen, H…E…N, HEN!
Once we arrived the day had begun, bare in mind we had around 1-2 hours sleep in a cramped car. We visited the beach and I had a tazz around on a motorbike (guess the training back in the endz paid off). It was Kranthi's cousins 18 birthday on this day, so we ate cake and we sang happy birthday for him in English, he was buzzin! Moments after we had finished eating we were called outside to find that there dog had just given birth to 5 pups, this was a first for me and quite the birthday present.
That evening we stayed at a beach house that Krishna's uncle had managed to hook us up with, it was a top notch place, with an incredible view of the Bay of Bengal. Once again that night we had a couple of pegs of whiskey (thats what they call a shot here) with some thums up cola, no miss-spell. The brand is actually owned by coca cola. I reckon we went to sleep around 3am, only to be woken up at 6 fuckin thirty! If you know me well, you'll know I am not a morning person. Regardless, I got up and we took a walk to the beach to watch some local fishermen doing there thing. I also caught a crab! Later that day the guys were informed by locals that 40 people had died in the ocean last night, they were washed away by a wave from their boat. Can guarantee that it won't make the news here, thats how remote this place was.
We drove to a more commercial beach, with a lifeguard on duty, cuz these fella’s cannot swim for shit, looks like its not only black people who suck at swimming JB. We spent the day here messing around with a cricket ball. We even found a piece of bamboo to use as a bat! It was really fun. The sea was very choppy, but I had a little swim out, and got whistled back to shore by the lifeguard even before I was unable to touch the ocean floor, I thought that was a little OTT. Afterwards we drove to the highest point in Visakhapatam, (I forget its actual name) and I was very impressed by the view from up there. With it being such a clear day you could see for miles all around. In the distance was the biggest shipping dock in Andhra Pradesh (The state we were in). This became our next destination. We were planning to go on a boat trip, but that got scrapped because it started to piss it down. After hearing the news from earlier it was probably for the best I think
This was the end of our journey to Visakhapatam, so we all piled back into the crammed car, got the whiskey and thums up back out, and had a repeat evening of two days prior. We were to pick Majid up from the airport at 7am the next morning, its about time Pak-man joined me, someone else for the Indians to bully.
Saturday, 10 October 2009
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