Our (so called) Study Tour, Part - I
I don’t think that I should be writing this kind of posts on my blog. Especially when anyone can read it whenever they want to (including the teachers), but what the heck…
On last Saturday (9th of February) we, that is to say my entire class, had gone on to a study tour to Malwan. Malwan is a fairly big city in Sindhudurga district. It is, as with almost all the cities on the cost of Maharashtra, a very congested town. (You can read me babbling about the state of roads and lack of road signs in one of my posts). A famous water-fort, Sindhudurga is situated about half a kilometer from the coast of Malawan. And it is this fort which makes this city a tourist attraction.
We left the college at 12 midnight on the 9th of February (or shall I say early morning on the 10th?). As with most (or all) of the college tours, this one was a very noisy one too. We, that is to say the students, had made all the arrangements. So it was decided that all the teachers will be in the bus with all the girls and the other bus will play host only to the boys. So, now I think you might have imagined the scene once we were in the bus and moving…
Unfortunately for me, I don’t link noise when I travel. I prefer quiet. So it wasn’t one of my favorite moments in the bus, but you have to get done with it. I was trying to sleep in vain for the entire night. Eventually I got what I was bidding for.
We reached Malawan at about 5:30 and got fresh. Hadlittle breakfast and went to see a rock garden. As soon as we got out of the bus and landed at the garden, I thought, “what the hell?”, and I meant it. I mean, there wan nothing in there which a rock garden must have, rocks! There were some rocks, but they were forming the nice compound to the garden. The garden was one comprising of trees and bushes rather than rocks and minerals.
We all got bored soon enough and went out of the garden and went to the seashore. This was what must be the rock garden. The shore was full of huge rocks. There was no sand at all. It was all a big piece of rock and had little tiny bits (of about 500Kgs each) on it.
It was cool. My friends were more bent towards playing in the water and taking their photographs. I was not interested in that, so I popped up my camera and experimented. I got about a 30 shots of the waves colliding of the rocks. As I was experimenting, only about a 10 of them are quite good and only couple are worth even a consideration by the pros.
After that, we went to the Fort, but that is going to be another story…
(By the way, this is my second post about my experiences from a trip. You can read about the first one here; and you can also see a few of my pictures here.)
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Aditya February 16th, 2008 at 4:17 pm
LOL… ego? What the hell are you talking about? It’s plain and simple as this, I don’t like it. I am not going to participate in it. If others want to, then they should go ahead. I am not stopping them.