Back to Gokarna - I
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| I had company |
The onset of monsoon had worked wonders on the Konkan landscape. The green all around was refreshing to the eye. The roads, no longer unexplored, looked enticing! It is a bliss to travel in the rains, especially on the coastal route. It was still a little humid, in another week it would be perfect! My time on the train set the tone for the entire journey. I figured that I was gonna be interacting with quite a few people. The girl sitting next to me turned out to be from my company (Saw the company name on her bag). And there was another set of well-travelled guys who were on their way to Mangalore for their vacation. I played the guitar for a while and that triggered an interesting conversation. One of them filled me with details about his journey to the east. I told them about my experience from different journeys. We all ended up learning a little more about travelling.
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| View from the cliff |
I reached Gokarna at 630 am, 3 hours late. The Konkan railway trains are always running late during the monsoons. An auto from the station to the bus stand cost me 150 bucks. The weather was nice, and it was drizzling. I got a room at a hotel near the bus stand at Rs. 400/day. It was equipped with the bare minimum necessities. Due to the long weekend, all the hotels were full. I rested for a while, before freshening up and leaving for the beach. On the way, I had my breakfast at the market place. As it is a religious spot, all restaurants are 'Pure veg'. Although, the beach shacks do serve non-vegetarian food. From the bus stand to Kudle beach, its a 2 km walk. I reached there at around 11 AM, and there was no beach! The sea was violent and overflowing onto the shore. All the garbage fed by the tourists was returned, with interest. It would've been stupid to go on to the beach at this point. I got onto a nearby cliff on a hill, that overlooked the sea and sat there for around an hour. I started going back to the hotel when a policeman came up to me and asked if I was carrying 'narcotics' of any kind. I told him I wasn't and he was easily convinced. I wonder if I look like a drug addict.
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| sunset |
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| That's me |
Part II : Back to Gokarna - II




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