Well day two in Mumbai was great! We didn’t get to the slum but we got to Elephanta Island which was amazing! We wandered through the caves that were carved with stories about the God Shiva. The boat trip was an expereince, leaving the gate of Mumbai we sailed off into the smog that concealed an array of naval ships and luxury yachts! At one stage we couldn’t see the mainland and we couldn’t see the island the smog is phenominal!
We spent the afternoon wandering around Mumbai, completely losing count of how many people really wanted to sell us Hash!!!! We asked if we could take a photo of the concealed hash in the postcards but for some reason the guy wouldn’t let us, so that was the end of that.
We spent our evening in the Leopold institution! We met some really good people, a couple from the UK who had just returned from Goa, a guy from LA who had just arrived in Mumbai and was heading to Goa Monday (today) another two people from the UK one who was heading off that night to Goa and another who was heading to, believe it or not Brisbane, and a woman from Switzerlad – this place really is the place to meet new people.
Saturday we were up early to experience our 12 hour train jouney to Goa where we would be met by our bestest friends beany (who is actually sat next to me as I type!!!!) and Andy! The train was huge, but we tracked down our seats and got comfy. Not much to report about the train it was all very civilized (well we were 1st class A/C) we sat with the excitement and anticipation of seeing Beany and Andy again after 18 months. It was tiring but worth it when we stepped off the train and greeted! Poor Beany and Andy did have to learn and endure the whole Indian time thing, our train was supposed to arrive at 6:45pm but actually arrived some considerable time later (poor Andy, he was drained God bless him! and there were, apparently a few expletives where shared on the platform along with an inability to understand what was so good or wise about the idea of meeting us off the train!) But once in the taxi as drained as a drained thing in drained world life began to enter his being once more!
First day in Goa we began the apparently 1km walk from our place to the guys place – guess what – 5 km later we arrived, as drained as drained things in drained land to find Beany and Andy still in bed, well Andy at least, I mean why would you be excited and up early when your best friends have walked all that way in the heat, without actually knowing where the resort was just to see you – yes stupid of us really to think they would be up and ready to go!!!! After a sniff of his arm pits andy was good to go – or not!
Well it was a day of wandering around Colva, eating, drinking, burning in the mid day heat and soaking up the air of Goa! We got speaking to a holiday rep and the conversation began with day trips and continued into a conversation about real life in Goa, the reality of India. 75 pounds a month is the wage to provide for the family, so many people falling through the net of life struggling to survive as we sit enjoying the break! We talked about the caste system and how is is used to keep people oppressed! We ended up discussing care of older people and how some are disregarded in old age. The rep began to tell us about a home for the aged in a village west of Colva, about how they rely on donations but after witnessing his own mother and aunt dying felt that he needed to do something and so the aged care facility commenced – so yep you got it this afternoon we are getting in a taxi and we are off to the village to visit the aged care centre, to get a taste of what life has to offer for the real people of Goa as they age in this amazing and beautiful seaside resort.