Dead Tourist Village 05.09.

9 o'clock alarm rings, it got late last night.

Last night we made some nice acquaintances. I tried Indian beer. We had a nice conversation with 2 Indians from Delhi, I got the number from one of them so we can contact them when we are in Delhi.

This morning he messaged us if we want to go to Arambol together.

After a delicious breakfast, our new friends picked us up. Wild ride! Clearly driving a car is not one of the talents of the Indians. Talking on the phone, smoking, drinking port wine, and honking on the side. Reached the destination safely.

Nice hostel.

Asking for wifi

Hostel person: it’s behind you.

We look behind us, strange unreadable characters. Asked someone else because I couldn't understand it. Then he says again "it’s behind you"

So maybe you understood faster that the password is "itsbehindyou". Funny

Walk to the beach. It's not that nice here. Run-down, deserted. We were approached by bracelet sellers. I really wanted a henna tattoo. We talked to 2 girls for 2 minutes, within a few seconds 10 people gathered around us. In the end, we paid 150 rupees - 1.90€, which is actually too much. It is not particularly nice either. But it doesn't matter - the main thing is a henna tattoo haha.

They also told us that it is not normal at all for it to rain so heavily at this time.

Had delicious meals twice

1. Dal with Naan

2. Mushroom Curry with Naan

For dinner, we went out with 2 people from England, then played cards for a while. Everything very cozy.