The view of the sunrise that everyone showed up to see
Hey don’t feel bad if you can’t pronounce the name of this town. I can’t either and I have been there but I’m not losing sleep over it either. So the basic run down for this stop goes a little something like this:
- Get off the train and grab a tuk-tuk to the beach to watch some sunrise. Guess this place is a mecca for pilgrims to visit and to see a sunrise here is suppose to be spiritual. Whatever!
- Wait an hour or so until finally the sun rises, only to be unable to see the sun because of clouds. Great!
- Load up and pack six people into a tiny tuk-tuk when it should only hold three. One guy (Todd) gets shoved into the trunk to make it work. Hey we saved money!
- Run into a parade for a festival. The driver stops the tuk-tuk, we get out, then the driver says get back in one minute later. He drives into the parade and we’re part of the parade for five minutes until driver hooks a left. Wow, India has some really hot women cops!
- Get back to train station and take train for three hours to the beach. I need beer!
- Girl in the group gets her boob grouped by a Indian guy while sleeping. Jack, our Sikh friend, grabs the guy and throws him off the train. Note-to-self: Keeps hands to self while riding the train otherwise big Indian guy makes you feel like a stunt man in an action movie!
- Get off the train, take tuk-tuk to the beach. Finally!
- Get to the beach and start looking for a German restaurant that Steve told us about, that has a funny sign in the men’s bathroom. Seriously this is the first time I have done such a thing!
- Find restaurant and order a hotdog and a bun. Find bathroom and take picture of the sign. Sign sucked, food sucked, I just want to get laid at this point!
- Sit at a beach bar drinking for three hours. While sweating profusely, I buy a handmade blanket for 500Rs ($11) because the booze told me to. Pretty buzzed by this time!
- Go back to train station but first stop off at some restaurant that is in the shape of the Tower of Babel. Savings as meal only cost $1. Happy and full!
- Get on train and leave for Mumbai, but for us to exit at Goa first. We start to finish the vodka we had bought the day before. Train cart we’re in is empty, except for our group. I’m going to get tore up tonight!
- 11 pm, passed out and dreaming of real showers, toilets that don’t move, butter chicken and cute Russian girls dancing on the beachs of Goa. Wasted!
…and as you can tell I’m tired and the charge of riding on trains everyday is taking a toll on me but I actually think it is helping my writing. It’s more direct and to the point!
16 Days by train, 12,000k+ (7,460+ miles) riden, 2 buses, 6 paris of underwear, 3,000 photos and I’m done! Tomorrow the trip ends with Drew, Todd, Lauren and I getting off in Goa.
Pilgrims waiting for the sunrise
When we showed up it was pretty empty but by the time the sun rose the beach was full
Men bathing in the ocean. Not sure if this was for fun or for a religious purpose
Man selling snacks of some sort to pilgrims before the sunrise
One of these guys doesn’t look like the others!
…waiting and waiting… and waiting!
I really wish I knew why they put the strips on their heads
Jack (left) & Drew (right), on the train. Jack is the one who threw Indian guy who grouped boob off the train
View of the beach from where I got drunk and bought a blanket I didn’t need
Sunglasses Man, seriously that’s what everyone calls him on the beach
Women carrying a large sailfish on her head. Not something you see everyday!
Restaurant that looked like the Tower of Babel
Last group shot before we get off. Courtney is missing because she was sick and had to get water ASAP
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