Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Trip part 3: Day 1 in Goa


Hope is like a road in the country; there wasn't ever a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence....Lin Yutang

To continue from the last ‘Trip post’, there we were, enjoying the Goan greenery whilst on the way to the hotel, nee, resort. (Thanks to google, I’d already checked that it was about 10 kms from Madgaon Station, etc).


Finally, we pulled into the Resort(Incidentally, it’s name is The Resort, by Zuri. Here’re some links for it: 1 2. The best description( for those who want to read more) I could find was right here.


As soon as we alighted, we saw a group of people at the entrance and a band began playing- I thought that the groom’s party was right behind us, hence the band baaza and so, quickly moved to the side. But, it wasn’t so- the band was for us, as it was for all the guests at the wedding. And that was just a taste of things to come. It was quite a thrill to see so many relatives-cousins, Uncles, et al, after ages(Ages= minimum 7.5 years, which is the period since which I’ve been in Dubai. Add: More years to when I last saw them.).


Well, we went in, exchanged pleasantries, our bags were given tag numbers, and a smiling guy took us to our room 314- they even had a golf cart to transport you to your area, but, we didn’t use it and preferred the scenic route- there was a swimming pool, lots of greenery and some lovely fountains on the way.


The room was like a furnished luxurious 1 BHK- a fairly nice drawing room with a 32”plasma TV on the wall, soft lighting, a safe to keep your valuables, blah blah. Have a look at the pic.

A quick freshening up and we went down for breakfast. Someone said that there was a Goa tour arranged in ½ hr and so we rushed right through the multi-cuisine breakfast which had everything from Idlis to poha to juices to cakes to toast(The pics I upload later this week will justify what I’m saying. Ahem!). So, we finished and off we went to join the tour bus.



A few minutes after we left, it began raining…and, the first surprise- the Resort had arranged for an A/C leaky bus- which had water streaming in from the sides and even ready-made rain from the ceiling. It had me wondering whether this is what the ads mean when they say ‘Enjoy Goa in the rains’.

However, there were just six-seven people who’d come in for the tour, so, we were able to select the dry seats. *smile, smile*-when you’re in a lovely place like Goa, such trivial problems don’t really matter.

Well, we reached the first Church, rather, the location for both Churches was in the same area and only three people(me included) were in the mood to walk in the drizzle to the Church. So, off we went- again, both these places need photos to do them justice.


The evening dinner was at the other location of The Resort-White Sands, where the groom’s side were staying. An entertaining evening of live performances of songs, dances from both sides and it was time for dinner and a return to our hotel. (It was still raining, btw).

And that was day 1 in Goa. Day 2 coming up shortly.

Monday, June 29, 2009

It's Monday


Hi,all!A Very Happy Monday to you, specially to those starting a new working week..we already began our week yesterday..haha!!:) The net's not been cooperating too much lately, hence, just trying to post in word and then copy paste it as soon as it works...so, hang in there. Next part of Goa post coming up later today.

Cheerio!

PS: The above pic's from The Resort, at Goa.More coming up later. Guess what this was used for?(And, puhlease-be imaginative-don't say 'swimming pool'.:)

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Of Goa and Resorts and Beaches: Part II

Hi,all!Back to pavilion, nee, back to Dubai! Returned on 20th morning! Caught up on work backlog, et al. And today, after a nice 10 hours of sleep, I feel pretty normal. Ahem!

So, let's go back! Part II of the trip. We went from Baroda to Mumbai by my favourite train, Baroda Express- many's the time I've travelled by this train, and very rarely is it late at either end. Reached Mumbai at the bright hour of 4 AM, took a local to Andheri and the rest of the day just flew by. Left for VT at 8, to catch the train for Goa- Madgaon to be precise. While at VT station, I felt a bit tense, just imagining the situation back in November when there was an attack here. Seeing the crowd at the place, I could imagine the commotion that must have ensued when the first bullets came roaring in. (Sigh!Wonder why anyone would want to reduce another person's life expectancy which is as such pretty small?). Well, our train finally rolled into the platform and soon rolled out of it!!(I don't want to elaborate the usual luggage thingies)

After another pleasant journey(Note: This was my third travelling night- first Dubai to Abad to Baroda, then, Baroda to Mumbai and then Mumbai to Madgaon), we reached Goa by 9 AM. The Hotel had arranged for a pickup for all the guests coming for the wedding, so we also went and stood outside the platform where the resort's guy with a placard in hand was standing. Our number came and we were soon on the way to the resort. On the way, I couldn't help marvelling at the immense greenery all around us. Almost reminiscent of our Kerala trip. It didn't seem like a crowded place, either.(*PS- I noted this down as one more retirement option- so, it's now Baroda, Pune, Matheran, Kodai, Madgaon*..LOL...though, I know it'll finally be Baroda only).

More coming up very soon...how we reached the resort, the band, the resort itself, etc. Have yet to sort out and upload the snaps..will do so pretty soon!

Thought for the day:
Cheerfulness can make any face look beautiful. It is an inexpensive way to improve your looks!

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Joke for the day:
The young Swedish-American couple, having the same last names, went to the marriage license bureau. The clerk began to fill out the license
form. "Your name?" he asked the prospective bride-groom. "Ole Yonson."
"And your name?" the clerk asked the bride-to-be. "Hilda Yonson." "Any
relation?" asked the clerk. "Yust vunce," Hilda blushed. "Ve couldn't
vait."

Till next time, keep smiling!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Hi all

Hi all! As usual, time's flying by a mite too fast out here..So, will be back with the next and the next and the next parts of my trip, very soon..hang in there.

And, in the meantime, think over this phrase- a jovial cousin of mine said it during the wedding and we all burst out laughing. Can you guess the 'original' Hindi version of this?

' The chicken of the house is like the lentils'

Happy pondering!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Dubai-Baroda-Goa-Baroda

Thought for the day:In three words, I can sum up everything I've learned about life:"It goes on"...Robert Frost.

Sorry,sorry,sorry!!I thought I mentioned in one of my previous posts that I was off to India on 4th evening, for a sixteen day sojourn. Thanks, everyone who left concerned queries in the comments section. It's great to know that people care!Always!

Today morning, we returned from Goa. So, let me begin at the beginning, as usual. This time,I knew I'd have excess baggage, since this might well be my penultimate trip to India, before moving back permanently.(Touchwood, all going well!Pray,please!).Let's see,let's see. So, I did some quick calculations. Emirates allows 30 kgs. My estimate of the baggage weight was @ 40 kg, give or take 1 or 2. So, considering their excess baggage charges per kg, I was wondering what to do and what positive thing would land up.(No pun )..and,it did..I got an email from them, asking if I wanted to upgrade my ticket to business class for a nominal extra price, which was much less than the 10 kgs excess charge I'd have had to pay. So, I snapped up the offer, never having travelled by Business Class in the past. Packed all the bags on the last day afternoon, as usual. This friend picked me up,dropped me at the airport, and I entered.

Fascinating, as always- terminal 3 of Dubai airport, which is exclusively for Emirates at present. A quick checkin(Guess what-the baggage weight was 42 kgs!LOL- thank heavens for that quick decision...no excess required), a good one hour spent roaming around the Duty Free which stretches from one end to the other, right from the music to curios to tobacco(Not for me.LOL), etc. Went to the area for my flight gate...ohhh, no..before that,let me describe the special lounge for Business Class passengers that I visited out of curiosity. It's nothing less than the magnificent lobby and restaurant sections of a five star hotel.mahogany panelling on walls, fountains, wooden flooring...and, there's a number of foodie areas, with complimentary food, which ranges from salads to fruits to desserts to my favourite tea, besides juices. It was the first time I found thinly sliced potatoes with light lemon juice and a bit of spices to be so tasty. Then, a small slice of wholemeal bread with salads, a good helping of fruits of the tastiest variety and I was feeling totally satisfied, tummy wise and in general. Also noticed a spa section, but, was running out of time, otherwise I'd have checked it out as well.

Then,off to the zone for my flight's Gate 213. Annoucements began after half hour. Business and first class passengers will board first.Voila, I was up instantly and at the announcement dais(Or is that dias?). And, trooped off to the aircraft where also the entrance for BC and FC is separate from the 'lowly' Economy. Entered! Wow..what a seat(On line checkin, so I got a nice window seat with my lucky number 4)!I'd hardly seated myself when a steward rushed up with a smile on his face and a welcome on his lips...got me a nice small juice, followed by the air hostess bringing a warm scented napkin. The steward came back and, on an impulse, I asked him if he could click my pic on my cell phone.."Of course, Sir! And, we also have a polaroid camera on board..let me get that!" So, the cell phone pic's clicked.And, he gets the polaroid and clicks...comes back in a second to show me the neat-o result. "Let me put it in an album for you, Sir", he says...and, comes back in a minute with the pic mounted in a nice one-photo album.

Then, along comes the special menu for my review and selection..took a nice tomato soup with the usual veg meal(They also had dhokla, since the flight was from Abad, but I didn't opt for that) since I was already pretty happy inside with the lounge meal. The air hostess came along, wanted a look at the pic, admired it(Ahem!) made pleasant conversation about where I'm going, how far Baroda is from Ahmedabad, et al. I made myself comfy after that meal, with the footrest going up and the seat going back...totally relaxed postition(So nice, compared to the congestion in Economy if you're stuck in a middle seat) and went into my usual half-asleep mode with an ole episode of Friends on one of their many channels being my choice of seeing-but-not-seeing. Incidentally, there were only four of us in the full Business Class section, so we got a bit more attention than usual. The plane landed, I again got priority on landing, along with the other three, and a special mini bus took off with just us four in it. No wonder I love Emirates! Their pleasant service is unparalleled and, it's not just Business Class-even in Economy, you're made to feel right at home, albeit, a wee bit less than the extra special treatment in BC. Aah!!This special treatment can be quite addictive.

At the Abad airport, there was a small rush, as always, since some other flight had also landed.(I hoped that it was not from the US of A). We were all handed over a form to fill, and, then sent for a quick check from a row of docs seated there. Ya- it was a check for the much-feared swine flu. When my turn came, the doc said' Say Aah!!'poked a light in my mouth, stamped the page and I was off to the baggage conveyor belt.

Here also, I saw my baggage instantly, since it was marked'Priority'! And, in fifteen minutes, I was out of the airport to where my pick up vehicle driver was waiting. By 6 AM, I was in Baroda! Feeling as fresh as ever.What a contrast compared to my last trip by AI Express.Ah well, it takes all kinds of experiences to make up one's travel portfolio, na!!

Baroda was just one day. And, in the evening, me n the family were off by Baroda Express, for Mumbai. A bit more on that coming up in the next post.

Before I forget, I've clicked quite a few pics this time.Will see if I can put some up here.Otherwise, what net album would you suggest as being the fastest to upload?

Joke for the day:
A blonde walks up to a guy in a blue bathing suit and says:
"Did you know your eyes match your swim trunks?"
He says'Why? Are my eyes bulging?'

Till next time, keep smiling.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

A fan, a fan


Tick the right answer:

1. When you are a fan of someone, you show your appreciation by leaving a pedestal fan outside their door in the wee hours of the morning, so that when they open the door, the first thing they see is a ‘fan’.
2. When you have a bad memory and want to mark a flat amidst a set of identically looking(read’door’ed) flats, you leave an ‘identifier’ outside the door to remember which one you have identified.(Hopefully not with the intent of robbery).
3. When you have a big non-working item which does not fit into the garbage chute and which you’re too lazy to take down (in the elevator, not the steps) to the rubbish bin just outside the building, you leave it outside the door of one of your neighbours, content with the knowledge that they will take care of it.

4. When you want to create trouble with your neighbour, you peep into their flat and, if you have anything which is the same( like a pedestal fan) as you do, you leave it outside their flat in the wee hours of the morning. Knowing that a curious person will take it inside and check it out to see if it’s working, you may then knock the door and have a shouting match with them, accusing them of stealing stuff from your flat.

5. When you win a prize in a newspaper contest, the newspaper boy delivers it as a part of the morning newspaper delivery.

6. When you sleep-walk, you pick up any nearby item which you can, open your door and deposit it right outside your doorstep.

So, which one did you pick? Analysis and answer tomorrow!!
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Joke for the day:
Now, this is a deep pun-so, read carefully:
A guy is telling his friend about the concert he went to last night.
"It was just fantastic! Mozart, Scarlotti, Beethoven, Scott Joplin,
even Janis Joplin! He made it all live! Beautiful."

"Wow! What instrument does he play?"
"Uh, well, the windbreaker. He passes gas."
"You mean he goes up there on stage and cuts the cheese? And people
pay to hear it?"
"Well, yeah, it sounds strange. But with a real musician, it doesn't matter what instrument he plays. He's got music inside him. Whatever he's playing, it'll show."
"You mean?"
"Yeah. His soul is greater than the hum of his farts."
(Hint: Twist of: The Whole is Greater than the Sum of the Parts)
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Quote for the day:
The purpose of life is to live life for a purpose.