I just wrote my first travelogue on team-bhp without even a picture of the car we travelled in. Just how uncool is that?!
Thus with the blessings and forgiveness of the Car Gods, I embark on penning
PART II - GOA - SUNBURNT!! Day 3: Dec 28
Woke up late to find Vix making tea. Ahh..good ol'Vix, just the thing I needed after a hard night. Cheers mate! After a good breakfast of toast and eggs, we walked around calangute. Goa had changed since my last visit. Mini-malls and big brands had sprouted even in smaller towns like calangute.
This was the day we had been waiting for. Sunburn Festival was finally here. After emptying nearly a tub of suncream on ourselves, we set out for Candolim beach, where the fest was to be held. It was nearly lunch time and the sun was beating down on us. To our disappointment we found the place nearly empty. In all the excitement, we had forgotten something...we were in Goa! People sleep away the mornings here.
But...no complaints. We found shade under a few coconut trees. There was some good music coming in and there were Smirnoff sponsored booze counters in every direction!
By the time Above and Beyond came on to play in the evening, the place was packed with party-goers and EDM fans from around the globe. And A&B did deliver..they were simply sublime. They got the crowd in an ecstatic frenzy with their music...they are the world's 9th best for good reason. Good show.
We danced into the evening till the closing set and then headed to the Candolim shacks for some more..till ours legs (and liver) nearly gave away.
Day 4: Dec 29
Having learnt our lesson on the previous day, we woke late, showered and had a
deko around Fort Aguada. And while doing that, we came across a large golden board...wait, hang on...was that....yes!!
We had driven past the Kingfisher Villa in Candolim..
Walked into the second and final day of Sunburn with renewed energy.
DJ Vachan's set on the beach stage was swell. We had the evening breeze behind our backs, beer bottles in hand, swaying our bodies to the soulful music he was playing. The crowd wasnt that big too...we were at the smallest stage..right on the beach! We had found our little spot away from the mainstream, in the most mainstream dance festival in India!!
The closing set by Carl Cox of London was spectacular. The crowd sensed it...and were up in unison, screaming and jumping, egging Cox to thump it harder! You can catch some of the madness here..
Our legs had well and truly packed up after two days of wild partying. Weary but still entranced by the whole experience, we slept like babies.
Day 4: Dec 30
If ever there was an award for Laziness, we would certainly be in contention, as we didnt bother getting out of bed till close to sunset
on the 30th...untill Jun got a message from a Bombay chick whose number he had taken during sunburn!
All hell broke loose, people we seen diving into the shower, others were reaching for their hair gel, some others were seen clipping their nails.....well, us lucky bums were to meet up with Bombay chick and 2 of her rather good looking friends.
So, off we went to Curlies on Anjuna beach. You have to actually trek a bit to reach this place, as no road leads directly to it. The place sits slightly elevated from the beach right below. What a setting for a beautiful evening! So much so that we decided to come back the next day for NYE.
Day 5: Dec 31
For a change, Vix woke us up early....yawn. We had burnt toast and slightly better omlettes for breakfast...courtesy yours truly. With bleary eyes, the lot of us set sail for Old Goa.
This is one part of Goa that has not changed much..thankfully. Went to Bom Jesus. Even with the crowds, the place was serene. Bless Old Goa.
Sat down for a while to soak in the surroundings. The courtyard inside the church has a wonderful little garden. Lit a candle and sat down again, this time catching the rays of the december sun, right on the beautiful white courtyard.
With our minds at peace, we drove toward the Jetty. Spent some time clicking pictures and catching up on each others lives.
Stopped by at Panjim to look for this small little restaurant by the name of
Viva Panjim. It came highly recommended, so we happily got lost for a while in the small but interesting streets of Panaji. Finally found the missing restaurant with the help of a few locals. Had to wait for a table though. Two rounds of Bud later, we were still waiting outside. oh yes, we
were on Goan time! the food when it came, did not disappoint one bit. The Calamari was to die for. Thanked the lady profusely for the delicious food on offer.
Made it in double quick time back to Calangute. Walked into the local and
bought enough 40 proof to start a lounge bar. Some for the festivities ahead and just a little bit for home.
Calangute to Anjuna took us a good 2 hours in the madness of NYE traffic. Parked some way off from the beach and trekked our way to Shiva Valley. This was it....we were about to bring in 2008. The atmosphere had to be seen to be believed. And then came a huge fireworks display, right on the beachfront, welcoming 2008 in all its splendour (and drunken stupor). Good company, great setting, great place to be. The four friends went into an embrace.
At 00:01 New Years Day, I count my blessings.
The phone lines are all blocked and I cant even send messages. To hell with it....we get into the business end of the party...and what a party!
Then we see the sunrise, a sort of a gentle reminder that we were to leave Goa soon...