Honeymoon Travails

The other day we were going thru the blogs when Kshitiz realised that we havent mentioned our honeymoon anywhere at all. I know, I know - honeymoon is a private,shared pleasure, but dont worry, I shant be revealing the juicy details to you, they shall be held dear in my memories, for years to come....

We landed at goa airport around mid-day and were driven straight to the place we were putting up at by a very nice driver. I say nice driver coz not once during the entire 45 mts journey did he speak to us, pointing out the sights. He left us in peace to enjoy it by ourselves. And I sure did enjoy it.

We were heading towards South Goa and the route is so scenic that I didnt mind that we didnt speak at all. Kshitiz and I held hands as we passed quaint houses, fishermen mending nets, swaying coconut trees, long groves of brilliantly colored flowers, all the trappings of functional, age old 'kuan's and picturesque locals going about their business.

We finally arrived at our resort in Colva and were ushered promptly to our room, which was so so marvelous - all the privacy a honeymooning couple need coupled with every comfort of a duplex , lush green gardens right in front and our very own private beach.

As we spent our days roaming thru Goa on a rented bike and trying out stuff like parasailing, I gradually realised all the different facets of the State that is Goa. North Goa is populous and can boast of many facilities for the tourist, but South Goa is tranquil and as it is less crowded, the beaches have maintained their pristine white sands and a clear blue sea. However, north or South, Goa is a lot of fun. And the best part are the people and they way they treat you. I freed myself to enjoy as I have rarely done before.

We went to Anjana beach on a wednesday. As we started to move down the dirt track to the beach, we came upon colourful stalls displaying all sorts of trinkets. Thats when we realised that we were in the famous wednesday flea market at Anjana. Oh What luck!!! After spending the entire day at the beach, we browsed thru the stalls, buying gifts for everyone.

On the last evening, we visited the boat casino - Caravella, that Goa is so famous for. drinking, playing dqancing, all-you can-eat buffet, it was the stuff great evenings on the town are made of. And this is where Kshitiz suddenly decided he needed a new hobby - collecting matchboxes of different places.

:)

We flew back to Bombay the next day. We had to wait almost 5 hours at the airport and quite frustrated by the time we boarded, but nothing can dampen spirits than are high on seven glorious days of beach-combing, flea market visits, trying out new cuisines, checking out the old lighthouse, standing on the deck of a boat enjoying the sights of a twinkling evening sky (and nights filled with a little naughty fun between the sheets)....

I have to go back once again, and again, and again, and again, and again........ its addictive.