The fact that men and women are different, I deeply suspected, but so much so! Together with Vova went on vacation for the first time. It turned out that everyone has his own way to get together on a journey. Vova looks at OGoah.ru, where to get a bike and what routes to go. I – topics about statistics of injuries, falls and accidents and contacts, where to go in case of an accident. The lists of things are also different: Vova has a passport and money, hardly persuaded to take bathing shorts; I have a list of three times more: firstly, my list of necessary things includes a hair dryer, shampoo, adhesive plaster, citramon, swimming sleeves, etc., secondly, I think that things should be taken such that the first day would not run around the neighborhood in search of the necessary.
Finally, the last working day, we drank martini at work, had a snack with charlotte, and I rushed home to get the suitcase and Vova. We drove to the airport on cherry “Toyota”. Taxi driver – a woman. Actually, I myself have been driving for 3 years, and for the present I do not consider myself an ideal driver. But this woman was beautiful! Vova, in silent admiration, looked at how she deftly fell into each pit, scrupulously observing the speed limit – 50 km / h in an empty night city. Well, that left in advance. There was a guitar in the back seat of the car: apparently, if the trip failed, the driver would at least sing …
This is the first paragraph I write by the sea against the backdrop of a fading sunset. Warm wind and Indian music
We live in Utorda – this is southern Goa, not far from Dabolim. Hotel The Village Inn – 2 *.
These places are not yet spoiled by tourists. Therefore, the rooms are spacious, not killed. Almost new furniture, clean, friendly staff. Prices in a restaurant a little lower than in the sheeps on the beach. About a kilometer from the beach. There are no shopping centers and markets in the village. There are a couple of shops with small things: cookies, water, small bottles of shampoo and balms, some kind of groceries. If you are not too lazy to ride a taxi or bike in the vicinity – we recommend.
“What kind of country,” said Vova on the first day, “do not eat mayonnaise.” And he was ready to put an end to Goa and all of India, but then the bike turned up.
BIKE AND VOVA
Margao – Colva. On the first day we decided to look around, went to the beach, realized that we had a vacation, and relaxed. You leave the hotel – and like in a fairy tale: if you go to the right – you buy a SIM card, if you go to the left – you will go to the beach. The seller in the store said that his friend leases bikes. “We already know where to get it,” Vova said lightly. (Do you understand that we took the bike in the end from this friend?)))). On the second day we went to Margao – something like a district center. On the bus for about 15 minutes. Well, that put on a long sundress and tippet – and so we looked at us, without stopping. And in shorts and T-shirt would feel generally naked. Margao – noise, garbage, bakes the sun. At the entrance to the city – the strong smell of fish. Fish Market – I want to go there! The bus brought us to a small park in the center. Flowers, lawn (!), Freshness and coolness. Here and everywhere traces of the Portuguese presence: monuments, chapels, churches, etc. Any plant other than bamboo probably blooms here. An absolutely dry bare branch can suddenly bloom with an extraordinarily beautiful flower.
Heat, heat, heat. She dulls all emotions and impressions. Therefore, in the most extraordinary place we are not looking for beauty and exoticism, but for shade and cold water.
So we are in Margao. I demand stores. Vova cheerfully turns on the navigator and proudly shows: all the streets within a radius of one and a half kilometers are stuck with shops. Paradise! After half an hour of wandering in the heat, we are convinced that the navigator lists all the outlets in the list, right down to the shops where two lighters are sold. The feeling of a holiday melts in an unusual heat. Again this Tamara! I must say that a couple of years ago, Vova started Tamara in the navigator, she builds a route and can say “turn right” in a nasty voice. With her, we traveled from Perm to Kazan, Izhevsk, Tobolsk, etc. Mysterious female soul, she behaves immaculately on the highway, but in any settlement gives the longest and uncomfortable route with traffic jams. Here she again appeared in her repertoire. Somehow they found a market, wandered among bags of rice, spices and all sorts of things. As we understood, it was New Market. And there is still an old market, which we found on our second trip to Margao, it turned out to be much bigger, more interesting and colorful.
On the way back, we decided to rent a bike in Colva. Kolva is a village just halfway between Utorda and Margao. There are several hotels, so there is a street with shops (clothes, souvenirs, etc.), many restaurants and eateries. They asked about the bike in a couple of places, but everywhere they asked for rights. We categorically decided not to give them away, but offered a copy to everyone. People shook their heads: they say, no, it will not work. After the third failure, Vova was depressed, and I, on the contrary, cheered up: if we didn’t find the bike, it would be possible to take a taxi in comfort in a day! And then Vova said that if we don’t find a bike, he will drop a glass before the end of the vacation … Actually, he rarely drinks, but it made me think, I saw a couple of times such characters …