Pot of Tea

Khanh, Ammu and I enjoyed several pots of tea, 4 to be exact, on our last day in Goa before heading out to Hampi. This may not seem exciting, but in fact we were partaking in a conspiracy... In fact, on that day, the Goan government instated a "Dry Day" for the upcoming elections and so they tried to take measures to prevent brawls and accidents on such a momentous occasion. Obviously, this very much conflicted with are plans to get drunk in India. :( We ordered som Kingfisher Strong at one of the ubiquitous beach shacks, Coco Joes, only to be told that was not allowed. Our spirits sunk. The waiter could feel it...... he smiled and said, "No problem, you will have a pot of tea!" Very good.

The waiter poured beer into a tea pot and served us beer in tea cups, so as not to garner attention to our mischevious acts. We were loving it. Tastes even better in a tiny English tea cup :). So, yes, we ordered several and got blissfully buzzed off of a few pots of tea. We spent a few hours and conversed with the waiters who were happy to have some intersting people to talk to and joke around with (business was slow) and turn on their Akon/Reggaeton/Hindi music mix. So, in the end, we were all happy. It was a lovely time. Tea will never be the same.