Hippies in Arambol
I recently came across some Indian travel advice: “India is like a mirror, the more relaxed you are to India the more relaxed India is back to you; the more frustrated you are, the more frustrating India is back to you.” And maybe this is the way life always is, but India tends to magnify life in interesting and challenging ways.
When I first arrived in North Goa from the Surf Ashram I was stunned. After hours of train travel usually I’m excited to arrive in a new place. But I couldn’t imagine staying one day in Arambol, the well-known hippy town I’d chosen to visit. Throngs of people crowded the beach, which was lined with multi-cuisine restaurants and lounge chairs from end to end; loud music blared; tacky, tourist shops lined the streets; the hostel dorm was hot and stinky… My frustrations were multiplying and I wasn’t helping myself out….