Thursday, February 11, 2010

Ze Goa Trip (Part Three)

Our third day in Goa was spent either driving or just lounging about on some beach. We drove down to Kerim beach in the morning, stopping at some random place in the middle to take a break and eat some tamarind right off the trees. Now, Kerim beach is a utopia. Clean sand, extremely hot women, some of the topless, and shacks where chilled beer is served. We just lounged about till late afternoon, checking out the chicks and burying each other in the sand and then making faux boobies with more sand. I managed to lose Joshi's spectacles somewhere and destroyed my phone too when a huge surf drenched my reclining form. The lunch was OK, nothing to right home about, but the babes there were the high point. Extremely tiny black, green and brown bikinis left very little to imagine, though our minds were constantly at warp-speed. By late afternoon tired of the hard work we had been engaged in we decided to move to some other beach. While coming to Kerim we had stopped near some random beach to climb a hill just on the outskirts. The hill gave a magnificent view of white sand, coconut trees and blue water. It was at this beach that we now stopped, again just lounging about in some chairs having a few smokes.

We returned to our rooms by late evening and famished decided to go to Anjuna beach, there were a couple of places over there that we'd heard about, so we wanted to check them out. After a short drive we reached the place, another short journey this time on foot brought us to the beach. But, even before we reached we could hear the trance music and that, my friends, is what Anjuna is about. Gillu, Pandu and I stopped to buy yet another pack of cigarettes, while the rest went on ahead. We met up at Curlies, a great place if you're looking for good food, women and music. They told us about the party at another joint, Shiva Valley, and the description was "Dude... you have to go there... it's like everyone's high and they're just dancing." Our piqued curiosity wouldn't let us rest, so after ordering our food the three of us went down. And it was fucking unbelievable. You seriously must go to Shiva Valley if you're looking for a party because that was amazing. More than a hundred people, listening to amazing trance and just letting go off everything is a sight that leaves one speechless. We decided to return to the place after getting high on something or the other. We came back and after some time our food arrived. That too left us searching for the right words. It looked beautiful and was delicious. The Chicken Vindaloo, Pomfret and Chicken Cafreal are a must try if you ever go there. We saw several hot females in extremely tiny tops and skirts having beer and smoking, which really turned me on. After the food we rushed to Shiva Valley to join in the merriment. The atmosphere there was just infectious. It was as if people were being controlled by an invisible puppeteer. Everyone was somehow doing exactly the same dance step. A guy in a pink tracksuit came on to the stage and just started convulsing on the stage. By the time he was finished "dancing" the pink tracksuit became more like a red one. There was this extremely hot woman in a black top moving her body in this extremely sensuous manner on the stage. The music was this constant beat, with its and pieces coming in and going out at regular intervals, and was entrancing. It was heaven. We danced around, enjoyed the music and despite the fact that we didn't want to leave we did so eventually. This was probably the best night we guys had in Goa and after that the bar for any DJ night has been raised to a whole new level, and we're still looking for one to top it. And yeah, the party at Shiva Valley is on Tuesday, a must attend, while the party at Curlies is on Thursday, pretty good but nothing in comparison to the bash at Shiva Valley.

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