Going to Go to Goa

... Ok, I've allready arrived, but that pun of a title was way to clever and witty to leave out of this genius blog. I think I could probably get a job writing puns for "The Sun." The train ride from Mumbai down to Goa was very smooth, no delays no hassle just plain enjoyment, I say those British build one hell of a railway, God bless the queen! Goa is really nice, so far we've seen mostly the beach and bars located on the beach, but the old town is supposed to have some really nice colonial buildings from when this part of India was Portuguese. Last night we went to meet our mutual friend Sean, who has his roots in Goa. His cousin is getting married today so last night was some form of traditional rituals. It started with some fireworks from the balcony, then as it was a catholic occasion, we all stood up and recited "The Lord's Prayer" or as some call it "Our Father" I was stumped after those first two words, and stood silently trying not to draw attention by moving my lips slightly, after this everybody attending the party walked up, one by one and poured coconut-milk on the groom and his two best men (one of them being Sean.) Later on at the party I was sitting underneath the shrine of Jesus, when all of a sudden i felt my arm getting quite warm, as I was in conversation with a woman at the party I didn't want to be rude and interrupt, so I ignored it for a while, then realised the candle wax from the catholic shrine was pouring down my arm, the commotion that followed made me the local celebrity for the next few minutes, with people telling me how I had been blessed by the Lord, however this felt like it could only be punishment for not knowing his prayer. After this we went out for a nice dinner with Sean's family and then home for some sleep. As I said the wedding is today, Joshua and I aren't attending the actual ceremony but will be joining in for the reception afterwards, so I have to go home and get ready for that now, shit we should probably find a present, but what can one find in a tourist area like this, maybe they can start their new life with matching beachtowels or why not a beach-tennis set for the honeymoon... we'll see if we find anything more suiting...