So, I was in Goa for the third time. And this time, as always, it didn’t disappoint.
There’s something about Goa. Yes! True. Not that it’s the most beautiful, not that it’s the most isolated, not that it’s the most traveller-friendly, but there’s something about it. The last two times I was there, I went as a traveller, went to places that were a ‘must-go’ and suggested by many. However, it was different this time.
We were there to let go and have fun. We managed to make it to the Sunburn Festival, Asia’s biggest dance-music festival. And yes, it was epic. 3 days of madness, fatigue, dancing and cheering. It was as promised, the best 3 days of the week. The fact that Goa has been hosting Sunburn for over 5 years now, in itself is huge! The popularity and the moral freedom that Goa offers is a mind-refresher.
For a change, you see everyone having fun, worrying less about the mundane and enjoy merriment in the way they want. And this liberty is hard to achieve in many parts of India. With this liberty, what I realised is that the mindset changes, not just for the teenagers, for everyone. And then, it gets safe, safe for everyone, not just for teenagers! 🙂
Goa is the kind of place where Bob Marley would be most comfortable to settle in, if he were to stay in India full time. The place is, in modern-terms ‘chill’. Quoting the Bacardi song below, it pretty much sums up why a lot of people head to Goa for some ‘chill’ time,
“Be, what you wanna be,taking things the way, they come,
nothing is as nice as finding paradise…”
The insight lady.
There’s a certain class of people who make a living only on tourism, selling jewelleries shipped in from Bijapur. And they operate only during the prime season time. I asked this lady who was setting up her store early in morning, what do they do once the ‘season’ is over. On that, she replied, “Kya karenge babu, ghar jayenge! Baarish ka mausam aa jayega toh yahan thodi na reh sakte hain”. (What can we really do, we’ll head home. Once it starts raining, we cannot stay here). Trust me, when she said this, it was against my “holiday spirit”, but what can one really do to help them out apart from buying from them, the cheap knock-off jewelleries. And yes, if you’ve had no experience at bargaining, well, good luck! You’ll get ripped off beyond belief. I had a chance of talking to another street hawker at Candolim Beach, and she realised I’m from her home state and offered me a discount on the product saying, “Bhai, aapke liye bas 500 rupiye mein” (Brother, for you it’s only 500 bucks). I didn’t buy the what she was offering but received from her quite the Marketing 101 lecture. She told me that she’ll sell off the same product to any foreigner at not less than Rs. 2000/- And don’t you think that I was getting the real deal. I bet the actual selling price of the product was not more than 150-180/- But that’s the way it works!
Underneath the rooftop of imagination is what I like to refer to this one as.
This place would have been entirely different had it been a Wednesday. It gets crazy!
Wednesday’s flea market at Anjuna is pretty well known. And it’s pretty insane! From a wide range of clothes to variety in music by “Goa Gill” to probably the only place where you can find assorted collection of “things” that can help you get “high”. Pretty amazing if you ask me. It brings together people from all around the world! The December season in Goa is probably the most waited for. The price hikes are everywhere and there’s exaggeration beyond belief. But you won’t mind it.Mark Twain once said, “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness”. The more I travel and experience, the more I find meaning in the statement he made. The more becomes obvious and true as the time flies by. I’ve been to quite a few places in India and someday I wish to see it all, every single location on my country’s map has got to be a ‘known’ place to me.
I would like to be a part of Goa someday in some possible way, maybe own a restaurant by the beach, or buy a shack for moi-self or maybe just enjoy my retirement exploring places and returning home to a place called ‘Goa’. Ah! Wishful thinking.
More travel pictures at my photography blog – Shot, Framed & Hanged. Have a great week ahead 🙂
Camino Tequila, Señor?
Care for a smoke, or maybe a dozen?
Street shop selling the self-claimed ‘finest’ shawls.