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Day 6. South Goa ahoy!
Some consider me mad for driving hundreds of kilometre to get to a place. They say it is better to save all that time and energy by getting to your destination as quickly as possible, and spend more time going around the place. They do not know that the journey is more important than the destination. They also do not know the perks of having your car with you 24/7 when on a holiday.
On the 6th day we said, "Let's descend upon South Goa!" We took the main highway (NH 17) upto Margao. From there, we took one of the smaller village roads and got thoroughly lost in the innards of Goa. We loved it. Our first destination was Fatorpa. We were searching for Cabo De Rama Fort. Not many have heard of this place, which is a good thing. I was almost in two minds whether to mention this place on this forum or not. I would be sad if this fort went the Aguada way.
Note to the casual tourist: Cabo De Rama is not a fort for you. It offers nothing that makes you point your camera and shoot away. You will be hard pressed to find a bottle of water in its vicinity. The roads leading up to it have no facilities or population. If your vehicle breaks down you will be stuck there for quite sometime. There are multiple 'ghost' towns you will pass through along the way. Unless you are the sort who feel most content simply laying in a field gazing at the stars above, don't venture there simply because this log mentions it. This log mentions a trek to Dudhsagar as well. Please understand that some of us on this planet are mad and derieve great pleasure through such meaningless pursuits.
Anyway. We came to a Y-intersection. The road to the left lead to Cabo De Rama. The road on the right pointed to Shantadurga Temple. Goa has multiple Shantadurga Temples. We lucked out that the one we visited was such a glorious riot of colours. I love colour photography because I love colours.
We also lucked out that we visited the place when there was not a single other person in either of the two temple complexes. The two temples are almost next to each other. This means we could not only do the darshan peacefully but also enjoy the calm and serenity of the temples. This place I would recommend. The temples of Goa are one of the least written about places to visit.
Shantadurga Temple, Fatorpa
We backtracked to the Y-junction and took the road to Cabo De Rama. To get an idea of the desolation of this road, those of us who have driven through Moore Plains in early September only need to imagine good tarmac and greenery. The stretch does not last long, yes. But it is spooky in its desertion. Once you reach the fort, it is no better. Srishti and I were the only people around for miles. If you are using a rented car / bike, do not visit this place during off-season at least. You need a trustworthy car.
Cabo De Rama Fort, nothing to see here
The graffiti in the last picture desecrates a heritage monument, yes. I could not help but admire it. I only wish someone had chosen to do this on another wall.
From Cabo De Rama, we drove around for a while and found ourselves on the road to Palolem. Palolem is among the best beaches I have seen anywhere in the world. Admittedly, I have not seen many beaches. But this one will surely rank up there. Even during stormy weather, the sea was calm. There were quite a few people on the beach frolicking about, some even indulging in various stages of PDA. It is the perfect beach to satisfy the voyeur in you.
A river meets the sea at Palolem Palolem Beach
A group of friends had joined us in Goa a day earlier. Come to think of it, a lot of Hyderabad was in Goa during our visit. We bumped into a couple of TBHPians as well. You know who you are. Raise your hands up and let others know!
This group of friends planned to go to Tito's on this day. Thus begins probably the most anticipated paragraph of this travelogue
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Tito's
What can I say about Tito's that has not already been said? Okay, nothing much has been said about it and everyone is always cryptic. Not anymore. Here is my take on the place. Tito's. Established in 1971, this club treats its patrons exactly the same way as was acceptable in 1971. 40 years have come and gone and they still do not know what it means to serve a customer.
At the stroke of the midnight hour, as the sensible among us who had chosen not to visit the place slept blissfully, over the loud din of music you hear "thud". This is followed by another "thud", then a couple more. And you look around you and realise that people are dropping like flies. Women outnumber men in this dropping business 3 to 1. One must commend Tito's bouncers though. They were very swift in picking up these droppers and depositing them on the sidewalk outside.
Around 2 we finally left the place. The place shuts at 3. There was a place nearby that served food 24 hours, though calling what it served as food would be a bit of a stretch.
We got back to our place by 4ish and crashed. Day 7 got entirely messed up because of it. Did nothing except recover and some beach frolicking.