So we had a lovely weekend amid monsoon storms and havoc and in our cosy little villa in Goa.
Left work at 10am on Friday (fabulous time to leave work🙂 ) to catch a noon flight.. travelled business class as it was on K’s airpoints of which we have discovered he has lots, so what a treat.. arrived at the hotel at about 3pm in the afternoon. The Holiday Village has lots of little Villas in a big coconut grove with lots of frangipani trees and green lawns and winding pathways connecting everything. Gorgeous, but no shelter at all when it rains so you spend most of the time getting soaked, which is half the fun of a monsoon holiday anyway. So, we settled in, K finished up some phone calls while I lounged in the bathtub, and then we hit the tennis courts for all of about 15minutes before it started bucketing down.. moved indoors to play table tennis and after a closely contested 2 games resulting in 1 – 1, we left for a quick swim before it got dark.. swimming in the rain and wind with a view of massive, dirty, angry sea waves is pretty darn cool, specially when its really warm and you can float on the surface, feeling raindrops on your forehead and watching the coconut palms get blasted by furious winds. There is also one of those pool-bar set ups where you can sit in the pool and have a drink, so of course we had to do that for fun – sat drinking spicy Bloody Marys, in a pool, surrounded by a warm, windy monsoon storm.. quite a strange combination! Later we ran back to the room in our swimsuits, showered and settled in for a night of dvds and delicious Goan food – prawn curry, pomfret recheardo (grilled fish with a tomato based spicy marinade inside), pork sorpotel (pork, liver, onions, spices – very Goan dish and the only time in my life I have been able to eat liver without gagging), with crusty warm Goan bread (white bread that is very yeasty and tasty), and some cold beers. Delish.
(the view by the breakfast cafe, this part is sectioned of as it is slowly being reclaimed by the sea. The ship in the background beached around 6 years ago and ownership and responsibility is still being debated.)
Saturday we woke to a real storm… it had worsened overnight and we ran down to the breakfast cafe by the beach with our pants rolled up and were ankle deep in water most of the way. The roof of the beach cafe is lined with plastic and layered with palm leaves. Seems the plastic has split and the waves that were pounding into the seawall and splashing over the side of the restaurant were also coming in through the roof. So everyone had breakfast that morning with their pants rolled up to their knees and splashed their way to the buffet and back.. made things quite exciting! Especially everytime a huge wave hit and sent another torrent of water inside. We had a nice long breakfast, read books and enjoyed the sound of the waves and the rain, then went off to complete the table tennis championship, plus some (uncoordinated from me) badminton and a swim.. then in the afternoon had a heavenly massage and relaxed in the room for a few hours. Went out that night to a local restarant called Souza Lobo that was divine, plus the whole meal cost about the same as one dish at the Taj! We feasted on Goan Sausage Chilly fry (Goa is the only part of India that eats pork – Portuguese influence) , more Sorpotel, stuffed crabs, a giant pomfret and more hot and yeasty Goan bread. Unfortuantly the place had its liquor license revoked recently so the meal was just missing the nice cold beer to wash it down but went fine enough with fresh lime sodas. We did have the, um, lively experience of live and very loud singers going full tilt the whole time, pounding out a collection of the most classic eighties songs every – think Dirty Dancing + We built this City on Rock and Roll kind of style.. this was going so loud we couldnt even talk.. just sing along and feast on our Goan delights! On the way home we picked up a 6-pack of fantastic local Kings beer, which was less than half the price of 1 Corona in our minibar.. hotel prices never cease to amaze me!
Sunday we were checking out at 1pm so spent the morning by the pool relaxing. Flew out at 6pm after a two hour delay due to the weather.. gave us a good chance to fit in the last Goan chilly fry at the airport restaurant over beer and cards.
so a very indulgent and delicious weekend, a lovely way to see in my birthday!