Atleast thats the way the boys around me put it across as. A long pending trip and a long pending trip with only the boys. It was fun. We all finished a long day at work and hit the road in a friends car. With all 4 of us having good driving experience under our belt, we decided to take turns to sleep and drive. We left by 8 p.m. and started the journey with a long traffic jam that kept us in the city well beyond 11 p.m. Once on the highway, things were smooth with a couple of beers cooling our heals of. With stops every 100kms our journey was the least tiring. We were greeted for a chill early morning amidst the lush green hills of Karwar and i took over the wheel. The drive was more than fun as the weather was holding good, atleast for the early part of the day, during mid summer. We hit south Goa at 9 a.m. and decided to grab ourselves a good English Breakfast. Boy was that the best breakfast i had tasted in recent times.
Believe it or not, we just ate the whole trip thereafter. We decided to hit Baga and find a place by the beach to relax. We reached Baga by 12 p.m. and found our old friend Francis who owns a nice li'll place opposite Tito's in Baga. After taking a shower, we hit the shacks and boy were we in for a party. The view was nice, the food was good, the weather was pleasant and best of all, the indian girls on the beach were rocking. Give me a break guys, its my last trip as a bachelor, I will be mentioning a lot of girls in this blog...
Amidst all the food and Beer, i spotted 2 pairs of the loveliest legs a had seen in a long time. Their they were swaying from left to right and back. One was in a yellow top and the other in a green top. My wingman took over the reins and suggested that the yellow one was his visual pleasure for the trip, so i had to settle with the green one. After all the food, beer and drowning in our own saliva, we were so dead that we decided to hit the bed early.
We woke up early to plan for some water sports. We struck a deal with one of the beach boys and got a package kinda thing done for all of us for all the sports in the water. The first one was a killer. It was called the bladder ride for some unknown reason. Maybe because you may pee in your jogs during the ride. We were holding on to a mat like contraption which had some air in it. My wingman and i, holding on to the mat, were dragged across the rough beaches of Baga. We were thorwn around from left to right everytime the boat swered in different directions. One giant wave awaited us and we were all over the beach. Arguably the best water sport i have done in a long time.
This followed with the much calmer Banan ride and then the Bumpy Water scooter. Finally we hit the Parasailing and that was cool. the ride on the small boat and the ride in the air was all fun to finish of with.
Hungry like a pack of wolves after finishing a long days work, we hit our Fav shack, Zanzi Bar. To our surprise, the same set of legs had occupied the bench in front of us and boy did they look better today. I guess its the mood that triggers the sensation. Today the colours were even better. Like my friend described them, "they are like the myriad hues of the rainbow". Like before it was food, beer and the lazy feeling doing its bit till late evening. We did some shopping in the evening for the women back home and hit the bed early. The third day was no less than the other days, wonderfull morning and some wonderfull food.
We packed ourselves for the drive back and left by noon on sunday. The trip back was so unrestful and it brought about a feeling of monotony. We reached back home late at night with a lot of memories that will keep us going on for a long time. Especially those wonderful legs...
Indeed it would be the last all boys party before one of us gets married.
