week in goa
team has been working way too hard for the past,,, i dont even know how long. it was finally time for office off-site. with no plan in my head or places to visit i packed 3 pairs of shorts and made my way to our bus (a flight would've been better.. we need funding)
highlights
day1: bus ~ with no alcohol with us (1 soju and 1 old monk with no coke), it was time to prepare ourselves for goa. bus was mid except the fact that 2 of our office people were out like a light (more on these beautiful people later).. we had to stop in panjim itself instead of going to our villa in morjim because we were too impatient. plus i needed a beer first thing in the morning. we went to fisherman's wharf where we had some food & drinks, nothing that comes to my mind right now so must not be memorable. drove to our villa in morjim, smoking with the cab driver who had a beautiful lighter so i had to ask him for a contact🍃, he didn't say no.. 10/10 villa, gave the ground floor to our CTO so we can chill upstairs (we got beers for the fridge because it was looking too lonely). we quickly left to rent scooties and went to boiler maker immaculate, had great cocktails and bar snacks, our plan was to then go to hyde and juna to end the night (as suggested by our server)... but duty calls, we had to go back for some lame office team dinner... office dinner was at tikiti which i kept calling tiki taka because lamine yamal is in my head at all timez.. it was off, the food was off, the fucking corona was off. only highlight was the washroom bcz that had more snow than kasol. also the same 2 people got too drunk and kept blowing smoke onto our cto's wife's face. big mistake. also we learned they'd gone swimming, walked into cto's room naked, stole his shirts and wore them to the dinner... at this point we were all just shocked but also laughing... mad respect to our CTO for handling it extremely well. i would've killed them. we were getting quite bored so we left without telling anyone (in pairs of two) but the CEO caught me leaving,,, he also saw me drink 2 beers and made me catwalk where he deliberately failed me even though my walk was more dainty than kate moss.. i had to sit behind :/ we went straight to juna since it was around 2 am and nothing was open, juna is some 40 mins away, got 1 drink each and dipped... on our way back we got caught by the copz, pretended to pull over then hit the gear and left, some f1 shit... got home, 6 of us upstairs for debrief and mid debrief realised that the same two people (i think i should have names for them now: let's call them bunty & babli) so bunty & babli left the house around 2 am without telling anyone, with no money, no phone charge, to drink more than they could possibly imagine (in our cto's shirt btw).. got a call around 3:30 am that they are out in some cafe and have no money to pay.. quickly rushed and realised bunty wasn't waking up at all, he was too drunk, we had to rub his hands and feet with ice so he gets shocked.. didn't help. loaded him onto a scooty 3 idiots style, babli on the otherhand was able to walk with some support.. we threw them in their rooms, locked it, and the debrief continued. slept around 6 because we had big plans for the next day.
day2: woke up late, quickly showered & went to a deserted place to see goan culture, eat vegetables, drink feni and jump from cliffs. great fun, almost died because i can't swim for shit and jumped from the cliff without a life jacket, worst part is i didnt even try to survive, i accepted my death and was just drowning, fortunately/unfortunately office people saved me. was in shock for the next hour or so. post swimming for 4 hours we had great goan mango curry and then went to artjuna cafe for some coffee & dessert with the team. had to cancel our drinking plans bcz the cto was too excited to go to kokum curry in candolim for some authentic goan food, so no drinks for us, the food was underwhelming despite having good reputation, we (the gang) left as early as we could, but it was 1 am and we decided to go to this 14 seater place called room one and drop dead sexy, both were next to each other and had no signal whatsoever, had great great drinks there, watched the spain vs france match, our servers were cool and hated me because of my jersey (argentina).. we left around 3ish, got caught by the police again, i ran but the other two scooties were caught and we had to pay 500 rps, got people's larger and debriefed again till 5 am...
day3: up at 8 am, went to ricemill (great vietnamese coffee) and left to see our junctions in goa.. great refresher course on electrical engineering, saw how to control traffic signal lights,, really fun,, everyone else left on the 2.1⭐ bus back to bangalore, we extended our trip for one (1) more day because a) we are not going by 2.1 ⭐ bus and b) 3 days is too less for goa... went to our friend's sister's house in panjim where we worked a little and then left for drinking time.. started at kbar because i've heard only genz crowd is there, it was underwhelming, felt like 4s in delhi.. walked around a lot to find a place for the argentina england screening, found a place called the pinch but it was horrible, it took them 2 hrs to get us some nachos, we got too upset and cornered the waiter, he kept running from us and even hid in the bathroom... we got the bill and left in anger only to find a poor man's version of empire -> called bawarchi restaurant, had shawarma, watched the remaining of finals (argentina won), rolled cigarettes in under 10 seconds and finished all our drinks/smokes....
day4: woke up and quickly left for slowtide for some great cocktails by the ocean, 10/10.. phone died, nobody had a charger, no idea where our cab was parked.. had to use my company's data to find out the number of the owner based on his car number.. #proud employee moment.. post that we went to burger factory to eat this humongous yet scrumptious double decker bacon cheese burger and coconut cashew milkshake, 10/10 again... my manager wanted to visit this hostel called the bucket list it was very homely and felt nice, played uno and left to buy some alcohol, got satiwa gin, kadamba goan whiskey and a few minitare bottles of cabo.. went to a few beaches, and lastly to little vagator beach where i found mr krishna who gave us a joint and also admitted to half murder,,, he also kept talking about the poha association and how much he loves his business of poha.. left for the airport.. till here it was just the three of us, our friend and her sister were late for the flight and almost missed it, we kept stalling the airlines crew (7-star airlines) and finally post 20 mins of the final call they came running.. we asked for seats together and the cabin crew junaid put us in business class... i love you junaid. the flight was 1 hr 10 mins, it was a small plane and junaid ji didn't give a fuck about the flight, he kept flirting with the other business class person, they exchanged shayris (some letters to milena by kafka type shit) while we eavesdropped about his ex who was in air india and found out he's married and has a kid 4 yrs later.... we reached around 12 and went home because others were too scared to keep drinking,, + we had office in the morning..
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overall it was much needed and a great trip, stole coasters from every place, as usual, back in office now and i can feel the dynamic change, everybody is closer, it's nice... but because of some people (2) im afraid this was our first and last off-site..