My Own Little Miss Sunshine Road trip

I had my own Little Miss Sunshine Raod trip to Goa and back, a week ago (depending when you read this blog). Felt like little Olive getting a call for something I eagerly wanted, something that would change the course of life and shake it from all its mundane and monotonous ways. Had my own little adventure to get there. Instead of a van there was a Maruti Zen. Instead of an entire dysfunctional family trying to get you to your destined event, there was my elder sister, with her friend and her friend's brother. Preparing you for what could happen at the event. There were adventures on the way. Bright light of passing vehicles that seem to blind the poor driver (my sis for sometime), wrong turns landing us in wrong locations (again her), a badly shredded flat tyres, travelling through the ghats by night, never ending road signs that kept increasing kilometers as travelled on and not forgetting the scare of reveller of the carnival happening at the time. But then there were the scenic roads and the beauty of nature. The beauty of watching a sunrise from behind the mountains. The road that dipped and climbed and zig zagged and went round and round hills and Ghats. Tree forming tunnel over the roads. And not forgetting the tea stops along the way. Reading road signs and laughing at some funny messages. The excitement of changing a flat. And not forgetting the beauty and the old world charm of Goa and the cuisine (however couldn't have non-veg as it was the season of Lent). Going for a Saturday Bazaar (read flea market) full of foreigners buying what you could only term as junk. Sipping on their beers and drinks, and dancing to a live band (However couldn't understand what the band was singing). However the purpose why we travelled over 382 Kms to Goa was not successful. But did learn a lot about the thing I we gone there for.

Definitely never going to forget this short but interesting road trip. My own Little Sunshine adventure.