The TriP

I am bored to death today. It is one of my last days at the company i am working right now. Have been reading Calvin and Hobbes for a long long time and that too is getting a little boring, no mood to work and i am feeling really sleepy. its around 4 in the afternoon and i just remembered that i have missed my afternoon tea break today.
OK, now to the real business, we planned and executed successfully a trip. It was planned meticulously in the beginning and even though the planning got a little boring as the trip date neared, nevertheless we did it!!!.
As always there were some things which don't go right and there were somethings which didn't go as "planned" in this trip too.... so here starts the cribbing, or more correctly the whining...
First to start with the "gangsta" with his designer undies decided to play the usual stuff which he is so famously known for, people asked him, pleaded and then even begged him to come along, and finally after a lot of show-off he did agree...
even before this "point-to-be-noted"-- one guy actually had some project release which i am sure he did it well in "Fun- cinemas" in a way which i am sure must have been more fun than what we did. ;-) well we didn't miss anything and i am sure you didn't too... but i hope you have made some progress for all the reasons you gave...
and then the damned TT and its driver. He "supposedly" died in a road accident just on the afternoon of the day in which we were supposed to leave, I don't know whether i should thank "GOD" for taking his life when we were not there with him or whether to feel sorry for ourselves at being made fools by such a stupid lie. I guess we will never know the truth. one sec.. i just did a search, and it does look like we were made fools.. damn that TT and of course streeeeeeee.
anyway after a lot of frantic bike riding and making telephone calls, a tempo traveller(TT) was arranged and by the time these guys started i was already back at home, trying to get some sleep.
After a long long talk with my sister and an even longer wait, i finally got suttu's call and i left home to join the already-drunk and drowsy guys in the TT without a CD-player. It doesn't seem much, i mean not having a CD player, but it was damn irritating after all the discussions that we had about push-back seats, TV, DVD player etc...
it was around 2 AM when we started and when we finally reached shimoga it was around 6 or 7 AM i think. On the way i did show off my DC skills.....
we reached gokarna at around 10 AM. The city has 2 main roads and both were being paved. After taking the wrong road and asking around a bit, we reached the hotel, checked in, had breakfast, met our other member of the party from mangalore.
Next we went to the nearest beach, did all the usual stuff of taking photos and playing in the water and similar crappy things.
Finally having got bored of playing in the beach-without-babes and waves, it was decided to cross a hill and go to another beach-with-babes.
on top of the hill was a "Hill-top restaurant". All we did was drink and eat and drink more, and take more photos... and by the time we were done with all the horsing around and started toward the beach-with-babes, it was already late and babes were out of the beach. As always bhatta with his fucking heavy body and weak legs did some stunt and sprained his knee. More photos. then carrying bhatta up the hill-put him in auto - sent him to hospital - and the others started what they are best at.....
next day was the day to visit the "OM" beach. which we did and guess what i met some bongs playing football in the beach. These things always seem to happen. I meet someone i know from my college no matter where i go.. this time i met people whom i knew at two totally unexpected places and one expected place.
we played inside the upper curve of "OM" and then one guy came along and told us he would take us to another super beach... and it was a super beach, it was secluded and was full of babes.... well i did feel a little awkward, but then again there was one other friend who "finally-had-come-home" here. more drinking and little eating.
I became the photographer here and took some really nice pics of the sunset.
I always did imaging a sunset at a beach and it was not like i thought it would be. I had thought i would be able to see the sun go down into the water and all that, but what i actually saw was the sun disappearing some 5 cms above the water surface. But i saw a real sunset 2 days later while coming back to Bangalore, it was nice.
The boat guy came, took us back to civilization, and we came back to some hotel with a chinki-waiter who said too many sorry's but did little to get us what we ordered.
Next day we decided to get out of gokarna and to visit Yana, ya she stays nearby.
after bhatta's knee massage we started off at 11 with a fire spitting TT.
At around 2 we reached Yana, its a bore. it really was. No excitement.
Reach highway after a bone-crunching ride and then the damn TT breaks down.
The driver decides he should get a tow truck and escapes... 11 innocent guys left alone in the middle of nowhere... and guess what they do, they light up the road. It was fun.
Finally reached sisri, from which we got a bus to bangalore, last seats, jumping-jumping ride back to bangalore. I wake up near checkpost some 5 kms out of tumkur, ask the driver to stop the bus. Walk back 2 kms, get an auto and reached home at around 6:30.
it was a good trip better than the Goa trip.