Daman

Being on the border town one could easily see the transformation - bars mounting up in numbers as soon as one enters the Union Territory tugged in a corner of the state of Gujarat.

Townside waking up

The search for an economical and financially feasible lodging took nearly an hour. Early morning left for the famed beaches of Daman, which turned out to be a shocker Devka beach - dirty, black sands and a few dogs. But Luck seemed to favor us at the beach at the other end of the town. Not a single soul was there, just the four of us and a small shop nearby.

Lighter Moments!!!

T'was fun to play football on the beach, and a binge of beer to pass on. An intriguing sight to see was the tide. Within half an hour , the waters had crept all the way across half a kilometer stretch and it was clearly visible for us- the way the tide crept in. A camel lay on the barren sands , least bothered of the heat. The best moment of the journey was infact the camel ride me and DK had- this was atleast worth the money we spent!!!

The Graveyard....neatly laid

An auto ride back to the main town and this time went to the famed Portuguese Forts on the seaside. The small graveyard inside the fort seemed unusually attractive.

Back at the station, Vapi

One can see the Portuguese ruins, lamp post, the buildings, houses portraying the art and styles of a forgotten era. all around.