Goa - circa April 2006

Posting Goa pics from last year here, even though they were taken by a good ole automatic camera (my ooooold Vivitar which is sadly knocked up now), and then scanned. That's me at Anjuna Beach, very near the Zoori's bar, which we discovered much later in Jan 2007. In April, Rahul and I decided to hop skip and run away from work for a looong weekend. So there I was, avoiding my then-boss' phone call about some stupid Ambani press conference on a Sunday (murderous!) and laying back down to sip beer and eat fish steak. :)


I loved this trip, cuz we travelled soooo much. Rahul and I hired a teeny Kinetic, and travelled almost all across North Goa with it - doing all the stretches of beach, and down over to Panjim and Dona Paula. Old Goa, too - that's me in front of St Xavier's Basilica. Bought a pretty green rosary for grandmum here, and an exquisitely small statuette of Mother Mary for a love affair that's now gone sour.

I still have Mother Mary, though. :)

Short Baroda Break

Genie in a bottle: Came back home after the much-posted Delhi trip, only to discover that the geyser in my loo had conked it, and we were without hot water at the flat. So the next day, I ran to work without taking a shower (it helped that my last shower in Delhi had been only an hour before rushing to catch the flight) and there I find out that I'm to jet it out to (yikes) Baroda the next day. Early morning flight. That explains the reverential placement of the toiletry items on the basin of the Taj Residency, Baroda, when I finally get to have my bath there.

After a spell of nearly 48 hours... I'm SCRUBBED CLEAN! :)

So, after all the picture taking in the loo is done (sounds kinky, doesn't it? *grin*) I get down to work and all that jazz. After a long and tiring day of playing the good PR executive, I'm back up in my hotel room, looking out of my balcony onto the courtyard/poolside restaurant below. And that's when I decide to experiment with exposure settings again. The little yellow balls in the pics below are reflections of the lights in my room on the windowpane, through which I'm clicking.

Blues' Night Out: I like the effect! :)

Booked and Stranded

Hit the Strand Book Fair at Churchgate this evening, and picked up a selection for myself. For almost 60-80% off on each book, it was a steal. Came back home happy after a yummy Toblerone Shake at Mocha's and arranged the books and packet artistically enough (or as artistically as I am capable of!) and snapped some shots. And now, I'm regretting not sauntering over to the shop on Saturday when I was camera-happy and snapping Fort. :(

For the record, that's what I bought:

• "We were the Mulvaneys" by Joyce Carol Oates - picked up Oates' "I'll Take You There" from the book fair last year, and I quite liked it, though it was kinda vague at the ending. This book is supposedly her biggest, and comes recommended by (gulp) the Oprah Book Club, so I picked it up.
  
  
• "Lasher" by Anne Rice - pure pulp fiction! *grin* I've looooved Rice's vampire and witch series, and this one is the second from the Mayfair coven series. Complete with all the swashbuckling and undying love drama that is sooooo much fun when one doesn't want any serious reading. :)
  
  
• "Love in the Time of Cholera" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez - comes highly recommended from all quarters, and even though I found Marquez' "One Hundread Years of Solitude" terribly dreary to read, I decided to risk him again. Think, maybe I started with the wrong Marquez book.

MUHAHAHAHA!

Note: the rainbow umbrella (as if you could miss it in the first place!), the big biiiiiig orange goggles (I loooove calling them that, instead of the more boring 'sunshades'), the gleeeeeaaaming skin post slippery oil massage, and the Disgustingly Happy grin.

Welcome to Goa!

Jack-o-Lantern

This place was called the Hanuman Bar, of all places, at Anjuna. And while we were drinking coffee (too many beers during the daytime already), Binay here started playing with the lamp hanging overhead. I took three snaps of him - what I labelled as Arty, Intense and Playful. Up there is Intense. Down there is Arty and Playful.

So Orange-y

Aa, but The Specimen likes these candid snaps. Where he pretends he's not posing. :) Whereas I prefer the brash ones. Chalk and cheese, we are. We've both commented on that. But I'd be quite lost without my Agony Uncle. Corny, huh?

(By the way, that's Baga beach.)

Quintessential Anjuna

Quintessential Goa. Anjuna Beach on the rocky approach, and we were at this great li'l joint called Zoori's, with had divans and cushions and low tables, where we feasted on kingfish and lasagna (do I hear you go what???) and grilled chicken, and ogled at the view - and I don't mean just the sea here. Breathtaking, it was. :)