Monday, October 06, 2008

Eventful end to an amazing weekend ... !!

I don't think I will be writing a travelogue about Goa coz I am sure I will miss out on something and repent it later and I am in no mood of disrespecting this beauty of a city. To summarize, it was one of my most amazing experiences in life. The place, the atmosphere, the planning and the company. All top notch.

We had a great time but what made it more memorable (may not be in a good way) was the way it ended. We had planned to leave Goa at a time which allows us to reach NH-4 before sunset since all the approach roads to NH-4 are isolated and amidst jungles. After much pondering, we debated between 2 times. One was 1 pm (and lunch on the way at some dhaba) and the other was 3 pm after having lunch in Goa. Since all of us had fallen in love with the food quality in Goa, we went for the 2nd option.

This is just a run through of the order of proceedings on the last day.

We got up at around 7 am. Since we had to check out before 12, we had decided to visit Fort Aguada early in the morning coz it was very close to our place. We went there at 9:30 am. It is a great spot at a height from where you can see the sea in all its splendor. You cant help but sit there gazing at the sea and say nothing to each other (this is the famous DCH spot). We came back to our place by 10:30 and went to a Ayurvedic clinic nearby. These people specialize in providing Ayurvedic body massages. It costs a bomb (850 for the full body + head + face) and we promptly opted for the head massage only (150 per head). It was not bad. In fact, it was quite good. May not be worth 150 but it wasn't bad at all. We came back to our place and got ourselves ready to bid farewell to Villa Ludovici.

We headed to Calangute to buy the hukkah aparatus. After hunting down the hukkah shop and buying the hukkah, we headed towards Anjuna beach. Though its not a beach in its entirety, the fact that it is a rocky piece of sand was quite a delight. We enjoyed standing on the farthest rock in the sea. It was thrilling. I couldn't help but think about Bandstand and Vengurla.

We then moved back to Baga beach to Nine Hills coz we had had some great food 2 days back over there. Again, the food did not disappoint and we wanted to booze this one last time. But by the time we left, it was 3:45 pm. We reached NH-17 by 4 pm and we were already lagging behind.

This is when the fun started. We crossed the first Goa police check post. Nothing happened here. On the second (and last) Goa police check post, we were asked to stop by the police. The policeman asked me to come out of the car with my car papers and license. I was carrying everything that was needed. He was fairly convinced that I had everything that was needed. He then asked me one question "Daaru ghetli aahe kaa?". Now there were 2 meanings to this. One, was I drunk and Two, Am I carrying some drinks. I went by One. He was talking about Two. Even though the answer to One was Yes (I had a pint of Kingfisher at Baga), I said NO. My NO was interpreted by him as the answer to Two. He said that he can check the car if he wanted. We didn't respond (We were carrying Fenny with us). But he didn't check anything. He calmly asked me to give him Rs. 200 and leave. When I asked him the reason, he informed me that I was not wearing a seat belt. I couldn't believe I forgot. In Goa, its compulsory to wear a seat belt. I gave him Rs. 100 and moved on.

After some time, we saw a huge signboard saying "Welcome to Maharashtra" and we were relieved. But 10 kms down the line, there was another check post. This time it was Maharashtra police and a much sterner policeman with a huge paunch and I-can-kill-you moustache. I showed all the papers to him. We were carrying expired car insurance papers. Dammit. He also asked us more specifically than the previous policeman if were carrying liquor. I admit that I was dead scared of his looks. I had also asked many people who had been to Goa about getting liquor from Goa. All of them had said that there is a 1 litre limit per person. We were carrying just 1.5 litres for 4 people combined. When I told all this to him, he smiled and then grimaced. He told me its illegal to carry liquor from Goa to any other state and that there is no such thing as limit. He asked me to pay a fine of Rs. 700. After much convincing, he agreed to Rs. 200. We left in a huff.

It was already 5:30 pm and sunset was on the anvil. Gladly, we didn't face any other check posts. We passed Kankavli at around 6:30 pm and it was already dark and we still hadn't crossed Fonda. After a arduous drive, we were driving along the jungles of Radhanagri when another check post beckoned. But nothing happened here. The police saw the papers (they didn't see the insurance papers) and the license and let us go. The road was pathetic after Fonda ghat and my car took a battering. We reached Kolhapur at 9 pm, 5 hours after we left Panaji. Since we had to pass from within the city to reach NH-4, Biwi decided that we will go to her grandparents's home for dinner. We went there and were treated to a sumptuous Dosa dinner. Man we were hungry. After meeting everyone and convincing them that we cant stay overnight, we started for Pune at 10:30 pm.

As soon as we left Kolhapur's "kamaan", we heard a deafening sound of a burst tyre. Fortunately, we we just a kilometre or two outside Kolhapur. There were 5 petrol pumps around the place. Sadly, none of the people around helped us out and we 4 were desperate for options since we also had office the next day. We called up Biwi's Mama and other folks. To make matters worse, we were not carrying the car Jack as well as pliers. By this time, Dinesh and I were scurrying up the road to find some person with a Maruti car so that we can borrow the Jack and pliers. We saw a bar and lots of cars parked outside it. We found a person with Swift (it was a transport vehicle taking some people to Pune). He understood our situation and promised to help us. But his customers were less than impressed and smelt something fishy. Anyway, he gave me the plier but couldn't find the Jack. Now what?

We found another person with a Indica and he have us his Jack. Now we had both the things we needed. We already had a spare tyre. So all of us got down to business. It was 5 guys working at it now. Prakash, Dinesh, the Swift guy, the Indica guy and I. Irritatingly, the Jack was slipping every time since it was broken at a point. The last remaining option was to pick up the car from the front so that someone can remove the punctured tyre and replace it with the spare tyre. 4 of us put our might into it but still couldn't lift the car enough. Finally, the Indica guy (he was drunk) put all his strength into it and picked it up. We were amazed at the impact he had on the car. Anyway, we waited till the tyre was replaced and heaved a huge sigh of relief. We thanked everyone involved and started towards Pune.

Alas, we still had some problems on hand. The air pressure in the tyre was too less. The closest petrol pump ahead was 6 kms down the line. We had to take a U-turn and come back to Kolhapur (since you cant drive from the wrong side on any highway) at a speed of around 20. After doing the needful, we were not confident about the entire situation. But nothing happened from hereon in. We reached Pune at 4 am and sunk into the bed.

But what a finale to an enterprising weekend. Checkposts, pitch dark jungle drive, a flat tyre and 12 hours to reach Pune from Goa. I guess it made our trip more memorable since we stuck it out and came home safe.

Cheers ... !!

4 comments:

Vikash Kumar said...

Yeah.. I can imagine the adrenaline rush & frustration :) .. good that you guyz made it safely.. I am sure it will be another one of your memorable experiences (remember Matheran??) :)

amit said...

Great description, but I'd still miss the travelogue, especially for the food section..

2 interpretations of "daru ghetli ka?" ... Awesome :) I was completely unaware that carrying liquor across states from GOA is not allowed... Am not sure what the 10/- Liquor License they give in Goa stands up for then?

Pappul said...

No, thats the mistake we made.

We didnt know that there exists something like a 10/- license/permit. It is customary to take that license from the wine shop when you purchase booze. Make sure that you get a license/permit for every person with you in Goa coz each person can carry 2 litres of alcohol. In our case, we missed getting 8 litres but there is always next time and redemption will be the buzzword next time around ... Cheers ... !!

Vikash Kumar said...

For about a thousand Rs you get life time liquor permit, I want to take that and end this once & for all (at least for Maharashtra)... but just lazy to do so :(