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The next monring I woke up quite late. It was around 10 AM, and that is a very unusual time for me to be waking up these days. But the bed was really cozy, there was no noise around adn it was completely quiet, the room was dark with the curtains drawn, and with the phones switched off and being miles away from office, I had nothing to worry about at all. Or atleast, I had a mentality that all worries could wait till I got back home.

There was no wifi in the hotel. The hotel has got 12 rooms, and everyone comes there for relaxing and no one really seems to be using the intenret. So I had to carry the laptop down to the Manager’s office and use his internet for abour an hour every day. And all I had to do was to check mails and check for important isues. I was determined not to pickup any calls, and I had never carried my phone outside my room a single time.

I check the the mails that morning, had a small breakfast and the Honda Activa arrived at around 11 AM. I didnt bother to take a bath since I was expecting to have a good dip at a beach. The receptionist at the hotel was very helpful and he gave me the directions to all the beaches in the Taluk of Bardez, and I first went to Calangute beach, which was the one that I missed to go to Baga.

The beach was huge. Chennai has 3 beachs that are larger than this, and Pondicherry has 3 beaches too, that are relatively good enough. But this is a beach that I have never seen before in my life. Such a crowded beach, full of shacks, parachuites, water scooters and quite a lot of attractions.

I couldnt find parking easily even for the tiny Honda Activa, and finally managed to park somehwere and left everything under the seat, locked it, and inserted the ring of the key into my finger and held it tight, and went straight to the sea. As I walked, people were coming storming at me, canvasing for the parachuite and water scooter rides. I was in no mood for that right now. Besides, I had to find out how it worked as I have never been on them in my life. And I still had 5 days ahead of me. Why hurry and have all the fun in just one day?

Avoiding them, I half walked half ran and dived straight into the sea and swam a little bit and almost got hit by a water scooter. Realizing that it was too deep, I swam back to where I could keep my feet on the sand and safely away from the watermobiles, I played with the waves for some time, always concious about the key thats in my hand. Thats my passport to the hotel, and my wallet with all cash and cards was inside that scooter.

After about an hour, I walked back to the scooter, picked up my wallet, and walked back to the beach and sat down on a shack and ordered a beer. A pint bottle of Fosters, that cost around Rs 50. Thats too much, the same bottle is being sold outside for Rs 20. The shacks are making quite a lot of money this way. And the food was real costly too. So I just ordered a plate of french fries and had a beer, paid the bill of Rs 100, and having dried up considerably by this time, I walked back to the scooter and rode to Baga beach again.

Contd…..

The next monring I woke up quite late. It was around 10 AM, and that is a very unusual time for me to be waking up these days. But the bed was really cozy, there was no noise around adn it was completely quiet, the room was dark with the curtains drawn, and with the phones switched off and being miles away from office, I had nothing to worry about at all. Or atleast, I had a mentality that all worries could wait till I got back home.

There was no wifi in the hotel. The hotel has got 12 rooms, and everyone comes there for relaxing and no one really seems to be using the intenret. So I had to carry the laptop down to the Manager’s office and use his internet for abour an hour every day. And all I had to do was to check mails and check for important isues. I was determined not to pickup any calls, and I had never carried my phone outside my room a single time.

I check the the mails that morning, had a small breakfast and the Honda Activa arrived at around 11 AM. I didnt bother to take a bath since I was expecting to have a good dip at a beach. The receptionist at the hotel was very helpful and he gave me the directions to all the beaches in the Taluk of Bardez, and I first went to Calangute beach, which was the one that I missed to go to Baga.

The beach was huge. Chennai has 3 beachs that are larger than this, and Pondicherry has 3 beaches too, that are relatively good enough. But this is a beach that I have never seen before in my life. Such a crowded beach, full of shacks, parachuites, water scooters and quite a lot of attractions.

I couldnt find parking easily even for the tiny Honda Activa, and finally managed to park somehwere and left everything under the seat, locked it, and inserted the ring of the key into my finger and held it tight, and went straight to the sea. As I walked, people were coming storming at me, canvasing for the parachuite and water scooter rides. I was in no mood for that right now. Besides, I had to find out how it worked as I have never been on them in my life. And I still had 5 days ahead of me. Why hurry and have all the fun in just one day?

Avoiding them, I half walked half ran and dived straight into the sea and swam a little bit and almost got hit by a water scooter. Realizing that it was too deep, I swam back to where I could keep my feet on the sand and safely away from the watermobiles, I played with the waves for some time, always concious about the key thats in my hand. Thats my passport to the hotel, and my wallet with all cash and cards was inside that scooter.

After about an hour, I walked back to the scooter, picked up my wallet, and walked back to the beach and sat down on a shack and ordered a beer. A pint bottle of Fosters, that cost around Rs 50. Thats too much, the same bottle is being sold outside for Rs 20. The shacks are making quite a lot of money this way. And the food was real costly too. So I just ordered a plate of french fries and had a beer, paid the bill of Rs 100, and having dried up considerably by this time, I walked back to the scooter and rode to Baga beach again.

Contd…..

The next monring I woke up quite late. It was around 10 AM, and that is a very unusual time for me to be waking up these days. But the bed was really cozy, there was no noise around adn it was completely quiet, the room was dark with the curtains drawn, and with the phones switched off and being miles away from office, I had nothing to worry about at all. Or atleast, I had a mentality that all worries could wait till I got back home.

There was no wifi in the hotel. The hotel has got 12 rooms, and everyone comes there for relaxing and no one really seems to be using the intenret. So I had to carry the laptop down to the Manager’s office and use his internet for abour an hour every day. And all I had to do was to check mails and check for important isues. I was determined not to pickup any calls, and I had never carried my phone outside my room a single time.

I check the the mails that morning, had a small breakfast and the Honda Activa arrived at around 11 AM. I didnt bother to take a bath since I was expecting to have a good dip at a beach. The receptionist at the hotel was very helpful and he gave me the directions to all the beaches in the Taluk of Bardez, and I first went to Calangute beach, which was the one that I missed to go to Baga.

The beach was huge. Chennai has 3 beachs that are larger than this, and Pondicherry has 3 beaches too, that are relatively good enough. But this is a beach that I have never seen before in my life. Such a crowded beach, full of shacks, parachuites, water scooters and quite a lot of attractions.

I couldnt find parking easily even for the tiny Honda Activa, and finally managed to park somehwere and left everything under the seat, locked it, and inserted the ring of the key into my finger and held it tight, and went straight to the sea. As I walked, people were coming storming at me, canvasing for the parachuite and water scooter rides. I was in no mood for that right now. Besides, I had to find out how it worked as I have never been on them in my life. And I still had 5 days ahead of me. Why hurry and have all the fun in just one day?

Avoiding them, I half walked half ran and dived straight into the sea and swam a little bit and almost got hit by a water scooter. Realizing that it was too deep, I swam back to where I could keep my feet on the sand and safely away from the watermobiles, I played with the waves for some time, always concious about the key thats in my hand. Thats my passport to the hotel, and my wallet with all cash and cards was inside that scooter.

After about an hour, I walked back to the scooter, picked up my wallet, and walked back to the beach and sat down on a shack and ordered a beer. A pint bottle of Fosters, that cost around Rs 50. Thats too much, the same bottle is being sold outside for Rs 20. The shacks are making quite a lot of money this way. And the food was real costly too. So I just ordered a plate of french fries and had a beer, paid the bill of Rs 100, and having dried up considerably by this time, I walked back to the scooter and rode to Baga beach again.

Contd…..

The next monring I woke up quite late. It was around 10 AM, and that is a very unusual time for me to be waking up these days. But the bed was really cozy, there was no noise around adn it was completely quiet, the room was dark with the curtains drawn, and with the phones switched off and being miles away from office, I had nothing to worry about at all. Or atleast, I had a mentality that all worries could wait till I got back home.

There was no wifi in the hotel. The hotel has got 12 rooms, and everyone comes there for relaxing and no one really seems to be using the intenret. So I had to carry the laptop down to the Manager’s office and use his internet for abour an hour every day. And all I had to do was to check mails and check for important isues. I was determined not to pickup any calls, and I had never carried my phone outside my room a single time.

I check the the mails that morning, had a small breakfast and the Honda Activa arrived at around 11 AM. I didnt bother to take a bath since I was expecting to have a good dip at a beach. The receptionist at the hotel was very helpful and he gave me the directions to all the beaches in the Taluk of Bardez, and I first went to Calangute beach, which was the one that I missed to go to Baga.

The beach was huge. Chennai has 3 beachs that are larger than this, and Pondicherry has 3 beaches too, that are relatively good enough. But this is a beach that I have never seen before in my life. Such a crowded beach, full of shacks, parachuites, water scooters and quite a lot of attractions.

I couldnt find parking easily even for the tiny Honda Activa, and finally managed to park somehwere and left everything under the seat, locked it, and inserted the ring of the key into my finger and held it tight, and went straight to the sea. As I walked, people were coming storming at me, canvasing for the parachuite and water scooter rides. I was in no mood for that right now. Besides, I had to find out how it worked as I have never been on them in my life. And I still had 5 days ahead of me. Why hurry and have all the fun in just one day?

Avoiding them, I half walked half ran and dived straight into the sea and swam a little bit and almost got hit by a water scooter. Realizing that it was too deep, I swam back to where I could keep my feet on the sand and safely away from the watermobiles, I played with the waves for some time, always concious about the key thats in my hand. Thats my passport to the hotel, and my wallet with all cash and cards was inside that scooter.

After about an hour, I walked back to the scooter, picked up my wallet, and walked back to the beach and sat down on a shack and ordered a beer. A pint bottle of Fosters, that cost around Rs 50. Thats too much, the same bottle is being sold outside for Rs 20. The shacks are making quite a lot of money this way. And the food was real costly too. So I just ordered a plate of french fries and had a beer, paid the bill of Rs 100, and having dried up considerably by this time, I walked back to the scooter and rode to Baga beach again.

Contd…..