Anjuna- hippy haven

I didn’t stay too long at the beach; I was planning to reach that haven of hippies- Anjuna. The way to reach Anjuna beach from Miramar is a bit cumbersome if you plan to use public transport. First catch a bus to Panaji, from there to Mapusa and then to Anjuna. At Panaji bus stand I saw the bus going to Anjuna and another one parked next to it. That one was going off to Calangute. I sighted a lonely firang babe in the window seat in that one. Now that I think was my chance but I didn’t take it. Often in life we are faced with choices and it is often our fears that keep us away from doing incredible things. I mean I am not too sure if I would have ended up screwing the firang babe but at least I would have spent some interesting time roaming Calangute with her or at least would have made yet another friend. But I didn’t do anything. I took the bus to Anjuna instead.

It can get pretty boring at times traveling alone. So I did carry an Outlook Goa guide with me. It said the following things about Anjuna.

“It is undisputed king of Goa’s rave scene. They say everyone congregates here; from bums on the dole, from barely literate ravers to PhDs, eccentric millionaires. Anjuna can’t really be described too well. It has to be experienced, preferably on a full moon night at a beach hopping party. A shallow red laterite cliff borders the beach. To the right are terraced coconut plantations. Below, jagged laterite boulders alternate with little spits of sand. Azure water swirls and bubbles between the rocks. Anjuna beach is as beautiful as things can get.”

So with great hopes I reached the place. It was disappointing to say the least of things. Except for a few hippies in some of the restaurants there wasn’t much to rave about. The beach is beautiful and the view is breathtaking. Sample a few pics...