travel tales !!!

My friend "C" is a liarcock. He lied, blatently. I have been duped. Misled. Decieved. Tricked. In my best drama queen voice, I say " Why me, why must it always be me !?! "

What happened I hear you ask !?!

- sniffle -
- sigh -

I went to goa. Yepieeeeeeeee. And C, the bastard lied to me that we were flying kingfisher airlines. Instead when I got to the airport, I went to the wrong terminal yes, ok I am daft and then walked across the two terminals, ofcourse a porter took my bags and when I reached the second terminal, I realized we were flying frigging spice jet. Can you imagine the trauma of having to see a funky red colour shuttle* with leather couches as your being transferred in an overloaded, no place to sit or stand shuttle.



Thus, that is how I got cheated. My own friend decieved me and tricked me into flying a bad service provider.

Ok, spice jet wasnt THAT bad. But kingfisher is a lot cooler :)

AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. I love Goooo-aaaaaaaaah and this certainly was the case of being third time lucky :) My third trip to goa this year and this absofuckinlutely outdid the prior two. The very first night we landed in goa, went to britto's and got ourselves a bill of 14k. Yes, that hurts. 14k in a place like britto's. And 11,o0o was only alcohol :)

Well, briefly in 3 days in goa I had

13 shots of something called "Hot Pants" @ britto's
Hajaar repeats of Long Island Iced Tea
Innumerable shots of something called "Sexy Squeeze" & "Suck & Lick" @ mambo's
and
God alone knows how much vodka

Yipieeeee. I love Goa :) I could go on and on, tho I'll shuddap and leave u with some pictures. I only have the first lot, as the second lot of pics have been lost thanks to my crashedddd memory card. a typical goa snap I know :)

beautiful, no !?

bbay from the aeroplane!!!

candle gone crazy !!!

this is where stayed, ronild or whatever.
and No, I ddnt like it.

The view from our room


on the way to the beach

saluttt !!!

at baga beach, sucked

mooooooo ! veena, are u listening !?!
and seeing !? see see see

at south anjuna, on the ways to curlies !!!
to score some, to roll some

so theres a story here of how Megan and I saved this woman



it so goes, she was drunk and how and she was walking away from curlies

and she kept tripping over, finally to fall into the waves and then to get pulled into the sea

so thats when Megan and I like ran, like a good distance to save her


took her to her shack, a stones throw away from away from curlies, where this ungrateful whore

had lost her keys and she just sat there and rudely asked us to LEAVE. As we left she stripped

naked and started bathing there, yes right there, naked at the beach and half an hour later, the

bitch was back at

curlies to drink some more. Suprisingly, they served her more alcohol.

These shots are taken when she tripped on her way back for more alcohol.

*blush* then she came back and winked at me

and then hooked up with a supercute guy.

so much for the good deed. I spoilt my phone, my wallet and she hooks up.

Like HELLO KARMA, WHAT ABOUT ME!?!


a moment of tranquility.
i love this shot

the feet of the megan

vodka on the rocks !?!

happy happy things being rolled :)


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I had another 200 shots which I lost. Some rather kewl ones. Sigh. Technology is seriously taking some kind of revenge on me. So thats all for the goa snaps. In the next post i'll give u an update on my kolkatta trip, the trauma of having to fly air-deccan and the friggin floods in kolkatta.

for now I leave u with this

a conversation with Einstein

Me:- Hello "s"
him:- yep, bolo
Me:- achhaa, what is that bus thingy called, you know the one that transfers people from the terminal to the aeroplane.
him:- you still call it an aeroplane
me:- yes, i like aeroplane. tell fast, what is that bus thingy called

after 30 seconds of profound silence

him:- I think its called a "bus"

No kidding Einstein. What would I have done without you.