Yesterday the whole sky was lit up from crazy lightning aaaall trough the evening, but there was no thunder and no rain. Strange we thought, walking along the beach back to our hut. And then:BANG!!! BOOM!! THUNDER!! LIGHTING!! And big big raindrops started to fall from the sky. Icy cold and hard smashing right in to our faces. We started running for no reason really because we were already very wet and it was still long to go to be home. But it's always nice and fun to run in the rain. It makes you feel like a child again.
I know I'm jumping in time now, but it's nothing worth telling between the camel safari and were we are right now which is Arambol in Goa. A really cool and relaxed beach town. The high season haven't started yet so it's quite calm and not too many tourists. And everywhere they're building up huts , restaurants and little shops preparing for the invasion of white people later on.
We spend our days mostly on the beach and in the sea trying to surf the big waves. The currents here are very, very strong so I find myself under water most of the time tumbling around like a little rag doll. Malli loves it and just bought a bodyboard so he plays in the water for hours.
The evenings are dedicated to get pissed. Since the lack of beer in Rishikesh it's hard to resist now when it's so available and cheap. And all along the beach is these cozy and inviting little restaurants with tables, cushions and sofas right on the beach. When you see it from the distance it's like a sea of lights coming from all the candles on the tables, it's just beautiful.
Beware of walking on the beach after midnight tho. Then you might bump into Indian police. It happened to us the second night. "Where you from?" "Germany" "This it not Germany. What time is it?" The police pointed his flashlight over his watch impossible to see what time it was. "We don't know, we don't have a watch.." Then a big wave hit the beach. "Look out for the wave!" Malli said, and then the policemen just left. Fucking DICKHEADS. They were just bored and wanted to show some authority, I can't stand that shit. Military, police, whatever, making themselves more important than they really are. It's just pure shite!
Otherwise it's very nice here. Of course the beaches are full of rubbish which is a real shame. It brakes your heart to see something that could be so close to paradise be destroyed like this. But what can you do? It's India, it's hard to change 1 billion people's habits.
(sorry for the lack of pictures. But for some reason I feel uncomfortable every time I get out the camera)
6 days and 5 nights, riding 150 km on a camel trough sand dunes and small villages. Sleeping under the sky with full moon and million of twinkling stars. It was one of the best things we've done in India so far.
We had one camel each and another camel with a wagon with all camping gear.We traveled with one guide who told us all about the life in the Thar Desert and three camel guys who took care of the camels and cooked awesome Indian food for us. It kinda made us feel uncomfortable sometimes when they insisted of doing everything for us like they were our slaves, but what can you do, that was the way they wanted it.
It was pretty easy riding the camel, little bit bumpy of course but you almost get into a trance sitting there bumping up and down listening to the silence of the desert, deep into your thoughts. But for some reason whenever you step down from the camel you can't remember what you've been thinking of for the last 4 hours. And your arse gets pretty sore.
My camel was a fussy female, she growled a lot especially when I climbed up on her, she tried to toss me off one time and she puked on her owner, yeah! Rock'n'Roll! Mallis camel was a bigger male and little bit calmer than mine but very, very munchy, trying to eat everything he could reach even my hair once.
The desert isn't only sand dunes and nothing else. It's more small farming villages growing peanuts and watermelon and with cows and goats. And at this point it was right after the monsoon sesaon which made it pretty green. But on the other hand we saw so much wildlife because of this. Deers, lizards, eagles and desert foxes (the cutest things ever!). So it made it a lot more interesting I must say.
Sleeping under the stars in the desert was absolutely wonderful. The bright moon made it a lot harder to see all the stars of course but if you wake up when the moon is about to go down and the sun to go up you'll see the most amazing star sky.
What can I say? It was just so much fun and an extraordinary experience.
The days just seem to float together here in Rishikesh. You have an idea that's it's end of September, but if it's Monday or Friday doesn't seem to matter. You wake up, the sun is shining. You have a chai or two on a rooftop cafe overlooking the river and the mountains and decide what you wanna do this beautiful day. Maybe stroll trough the city with all the market stands, go to one of the waterfalls, take a dip in the river, fight with the monkeys or maybe you feel like doing nothing at all, and then that's what you do; nothing. That's the beauty with this this place.
No wonder the Beatles wrote so many songs here, because your creativity is on top and it's so many things and people that inspires you. In every corner you'll find a underground artist sketching, someone learning to play the sitar or a photographer telling you the stories behind his awesome pictures. It's a little mekka for artists, hippies, vagabonds and crackheads. Its just awesome.
Imagine your self sitting in a rickshaw the driver is playing loud indian music and driving very fast on a scruffy road. So fast every time there's a bump, you bounce up from your seat and nearly hit your head in the roof. Imagine its dark and humid and you're driving through an exotic forest with waving trees, rivers and overgrown bridges. Imagine the sun start to rice in front of you and reveal big mysterious mountains surrounding a deep and playful river. That's the way to Rishikesh.