Goa

The tuktuk driver who took me to Gokarna Road train station asked me something about phone.. I told him no.. Then if we could take a selfie.. I told him no.. When we arrived, he asked me for my phone number.. and I told him no..

Then I sat down on a bench and an old man with a nice colourful bag sat down next to me. He offered me banana chips and started talking about chakras and that he has so many reviews by people and now he wants to select the best two german ones for his brochure. He had a pass to use any class on the train for free, and so decided to sit just across from me on the train. Luckily there were also some Indian people whom he told all about his work. They seemed about as interested as I..
When they started eating they offered him – and me! – some food too! Yea! That’s what I expected from Indian trains haha

In Goa I ended up in my own apartment about 30 minutes walking both from Colva and Sernabatim beach. So I went to each for a day. In the evening I did some very touristy shopping, and we went for food and drinks to some restaurants along the beach. It seems that everyone there, except me, was Russian ðŸ™‚

The last day, I had to get to the bus station and was told to just take a tuktuk from the crossing. But there were no tuktuks.. So I started walking and kept looking. Until a white car stopped. It had a second row of seats in the back. And there were 4 guys in there. The driver asked me where I need to go and then made the guy who sat in the front go in the back. He suggested the price is 100… I told him 50.. and he said nothing against it ðŸ™‚

I bought Fenni and then found the right bus. It’s really nice, the sleeper thing is cool! Only problem are the bumpy roads and the crazy driving and honking all the time, so I didn’t really sleep much..