Arambol did live up to its reputation, the best sight was a ‘German’ lady who hadn’t seen a good bath for a few months and had the requisite dreadlocks and hippie demeanour. We were in an Internet Café and I heard her say just before she fell asleep in her chair “W-w-w-w-w-How to you make it small letters?” in her strong slurry German accent. The nice internet lady came over and pressed the caps lock key for her.
Even though a lot of time it was cloudy the sun is pretty strong. Jono learnt the hard was by getting glowing red shoulder while going for a dip in the Arabian sea. I did the same however I was very aware that the Monsoon seas are really dangerous so did not venture out too far. The waves would have been ideal for a surfing
The most memorable part of Arambol was not the hippies or lazing around doing nothing but the cockroach that decided he liked our room and Jono’s backpack more than the rest of Arambol. I’m not a big fan of the critters and if I can, I’ll avoid being in the same room which means that Jono got the privilege of getting rid of it.
Trying to get rid of a Cockroach is not an easy thing, as you don’t want to squash it on anything of yours as it’ll just dump all it’s eggs right there, which will mean you’ll have a little family of them in no time at all. In the end after a few screams by Jono he got it outside and the homestay owner who had come out of his room to see what all the commotion was about expertly removed it from Jono’s backpack and squashed it.
See hilarious video here of cockroach!!