[Chak De Goa !] Day #3

November 3rd 2007

I wake up early and head for some photography exploits. I see drunks sleeping all over the beach, in a lost-it-all mood. There’s always a good side to this - people who wake up early.

I meet up with an English lady. We talk a bit while I wait for rajesh to get up from his slumber. There’s a girl who is into yoga and I must say she was a great object to photograph!

Packs of single men waiting for their prey to pass by. I would say palolem is prelude to what a final retired life should be.

I load my bike, say bye to friends I just made. Rajesh’s 500cc bike is a pain to start while my bike started in the first kick. A visibly tired rajesh and me head to anjuna beach northwards.

My partner needs to get to the nearest royal enfield brand store to fix his bike. I get to Sai Poorna Resort on anjuna beach. Here I haggle over the prices for a room (he asked for 500cc) and I go elsewhere to check. However since I could not find a better accommodation, I went back to the sai poorna resort. The rates are now 700 bucks. Some kind of demand-supply scenario.

Right next to andy’s tattoo studio is a cool goan restaurant with some Bangalore girls. I call them Bangalore girls because their attitude is typical to the dark-straight haired-bit plump constantly playing hard (infact never) to get native Bangalore girl…. You will know what I mean if you know Bangalore. These women have no animal instincts!

Well there’s always good news after bad news – I met the German girl from Munich again. They tried to tell me how we got separated but again I could not understand her completely. I ask her of where could I get a reasonably cheap hotel to stay and they suggest me a cool hotel. It appears these girls know more of goa than me.

We bid farewell and I go to andy’s to get a tattoo. Tattoo is something that needs a lot of research. You need to know what you are getting into. Let me tell you of an example; About 13 years back one of my friends in a hurry chiseled a pic of George Michael on his back. Poor Straight guy – has to live by that 1 minute of bad decision. Rajesh finds my bike parked outside the tattoo studio and we are reunited yet again.

So I say good bye to andy’s place and we both head to chapora fort. Chapora fort is made famous by the movie dil chahata hai. The idea was to take our bikes up to the fort and post the same way amir khan, saif ali pataudi and the other guy posed. And take photographs of it.

We try some cool photography stunts before we collide with the sets of the forthcoming hindi movie – “Coffee Shop”. The hero and heroine are average – if you guys are reading this, we bikers from Bangalore wish you the bests and yeah yeah we will watch coffee shop when it debuts on the silver screen or a pirated DVD - whatever.

We then head to vagator beach for sunset pics. We take our bikes off-roaring down to the beach. Again where there’s light – where there’s beach, there’s photography.

There can’t be a night in goa without adventure.So we head to bagha beach and get into titos. Titos was suggested by the british biologist babe. Rajesh gives me the look and asks me are you sure? I say yeah and we get in. I see a firang guy with a tilak , looking like richard branson, playing the guitar and singing. The crowd is mature. So I look at rajesh and he says he hosted an average part to 4 of his friends and paid 4k last new year. That was good enough reason for us to scoot.


We then walked downtown and tried to crash into the barricades set up by the management of a cool night bar. Apparently we were not allowed in as we were single. I see two babes asking for directions of some ice bar. So I barge in and offer to help them. Well I knew - I knew shit about ice bar but I needed their help to get in.

Me : Hi, ice bar is down the corner
She: Oh cool.
Me: Listen, we are not being let into this bar as its for couples only….. so do you think.
She: Who ?
Me: Just me and that guy on phone over there.
She: Hmm, let me go to ice bar and see if I can join you on the way back.
Me: Oh Sure !
The Other Girl: Our husbands are waiting for us, we will be back. (? With them – naaaah!)

Me – Tongue like a hockey stick - With the W.T.F Look – some things can’t be explained

I then find out that Goa has an election that day and the next and the bar is not serving liquor. But restaurants at bagha beach are serving liquor. So Wining and Dining again.

After dinner we rush to anjuna beach where I bought 26 bottles of Port Wine (number #7), loaded it on my metal carriers and had another dinner and wine before I crashed out.
I had to leave to Bangalore the next day!