DJ Trava

I arrived in Palolem and walked up the beach to find just the right spot and then go in the ocean for a swim. It’s really great to be staying at a Goa beach hotel and be able to walk right out onto the beach.  There was this big rock that stuck out of the water and there were already people sunbathing on it. I decided to swim out there and join them, plus I was hoping that maybe there would be an excellent jumping off place. When I reach the rock, the four people begin to leave, but that didn’t stop me from climbing on up. The rock was tricky to navigate, it was wet, slippery and very hard just to get up on it. I slipped and felt my shin get ripped by the rock. So, I chickened out and swam back to the beach, bleeding and in pain.

My new wound will just add to the stories of my journey. Luckily, the cut didn’t need stitches. But, according to my hotel staff, I needed to keep it covered up. I’ll have to bring new bandages with me every time I go swimming. When I get back home, I’m going to start going to those indoor rock climbing places and get better equipped for the next time I want to climb a rough and jagged rock.

I found out that there’s a new noise law in Goa, or maybe it’s all of India, I’m not sure, but all parties, music and other loud happenings need to be wrapped up by 11pm! So, now, everywhere I go, late at night, I see lots of headphone parties. I checked one out, but it was too expensive, so I stayed for the live music and left when it was time to rent the headphones.

I was chilling on the beach again for almost a whole day, I just love Goa’s beaches, they’re still very pristine. I was in a good mood, so I went and wandered around town and looked at all the shops. It was great to be amongst the locals and eat at a small mom and pops restaurant where I could tell that most of the patrons were from around the neighborhood. I know, because I stuck out like a sore thumb, but a smiling sore thumb. After a nice hot lunch, I decided to get my lip pierced.

Later that night, I noticed that all the beer I was drinking wasn’t tasting so good, then I started getting cramps. I think that all of the parting and abuses to my body had finally caught up with me. But, I did my best to not let that get to me, after all, I was with a very beautiful local girl, I met her at that place where I had lunch, and I didn’t want to blow a chance at having her call it a night. Alas, my cramps over-took me and I ended up saying good night to her and running back to my hotel room. Bummer! Really, I mean she was a knock out. So, between my bandaged leg, my sore lip (from the piecing), my diarrhea, cuts on the bottom of my feet, losing one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever got to date, I still am having the time of my life in Goa!

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