Saturday, January 9, 2010

Goa


I have come to a small, and so I thought, more secluded part of Goa. It has proven to be not so secluded nor that quiet, but still the most beautiful place I have ever been. I have seen perfect, breathtaking sunsets every evening. I have been doing yoga on the top of a hill which overlooks the beach and the ocean. Parts of the platform are shaded by tall palm tress.







I have been living in a small bamboo hut. The hut does not have a bathroom but it does have a small fan that keeps me dry- I say dry because I am constantly wet from either sweating or bathing in the azure colored ocean. The only time I am dry is when under this fan.


I rented a scooter again, only for a day though, then I met a local who simply lends me his when I need it. These scooter have balls, not like the ones in Diu. I got goin' about 85 kms. I drove for an hour or so yesterday to get to a beach which is a nesting spot for turtles. The beach is protected, you can not swim, or are advised not to. I drove for another few hours the day before just exploring the surrounding environment and forest. It is beautiful.

Oh, is it winter where you are?

I have a sick tan, shit.


This little girl and her mom. Potentially her mom, I have no clue, either way it is not relevant, so moving on. This little girl and her 'mom' set up this tight-rope apparatus in seconds. The little girl must be 9, maybe 11, again, I have no clue, but I do find this a bit more relevant. For what reason I can not say for I have not figured it out. Maybe it is not more relevant, moving on. This small girl ago 10, we'll say, for the simplicity of the story, does a small dance and then climbs up upon the rope. I wish to say here that I have no idea how she does this. The rope is twice as high as she is tall and there is no ladder. She scurries, I guess I could say, or shimmies up these poles you see at the end of the rope and then her 'mom' hands her a stick for balance. Both the poles and the balance stick can be seen in the picture below. She then walks back and forth a few times doing different tricks. In the picture I took she has two pots balanced on her head, again see below. If someone, some little girl could do this in Montreal or any other city or country, (which I am not naive, I am sure these people exist elsewhere) she would be famous. This young girl walks, while balancing on a tire, a tight rope with pots balances on her head. Maybe famous is an exaggeration but she certainly would not be dirt poor working on a beach everyday, or everyday that I've been here, in the blazing sun. She does take some breaks. I saw her crouched behind a sunbed with her 'mom'. On the sunbed were two tourists minding their business but behind it were crouched a mom and her daughter breaking from their daily routine of tight rope walking. Only in India. I will be back to Goa this is for sure.


Also, in order to cut down living cost and food , I got a job serving at the Thai place behind my hut. The people are very hospitable. They needed some help one night , so I helped, I had met the owner the day before on the beach and offered when he took me up on my offer I was glad. The meal and few beer I got in return were ample compensation for the work I had done. All is good here. Shantee shantee. Peaceful place.

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