Most of you who understand the cursed life of a journalist will know the equally cursed hours we overwork. Fun? Thou shall have NONE. Zero. Now go back to your corner and don’t let me catch you kerning any more than 5!
Lamebook.
You see, we are rebels. We don’t let our work life run our positive, vivacious spirits. So while we may work till oh…1 am, we make sure we don’t sleep till 5.
What do we do till then?
This!
(Mushroom pizza)
And this
(Peanut, butter and Delhi)
We make fun of this
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And when we’re done, we look for beer. When we can’t find it, we look for ocean.
We mostly always find it. Even if it’s too dark to see.
We feel it.
(The Ingo’s Saturday Night Bazaar is a wonderful experience to have if you’re in Goa. This is one of the two night markets in Goa and it is the more popular one. It’s run by Ingo Grill in Arpora. http://www.ingosbazaar.com/ is the link to the website if you want to go there, have a stall there, or just go listen to the music, shop and taste some yummy, but overpriced, food)