Planning for Goa

For our lunch break on Friday, Rachel and I went to the food court.  We decided to branch out from our usual choice of Saibia and try the North Indian restaurant.  After surveying the menu, Rachel settled on a veg Chinese thali, while I opted for the Healthy Dosa Thali.  Now, keep in mind that I have very bad luck at the food court every time we go.  Usually Rachel is finished with her lunch before I’ve even gotten mine!  It’s turned into a kind of game now.  We’ve even started to experiment by seeing what happens if I order first.  But it never fails; I always get my food way later.  Lunch proved that again.  I ordered before her, but Rachel’s Chinese thali came first.  It looked like so much food!  She had soup and rice and noodles and some kind of paneer.  My food came eventually, and we were both surprised by how similar this meal looked to the regular veg thali.  And even though my “healthy dosa thali” had no dosas, I just assumed that they knew what they were doing and I had somehow gotten confused.  So I dug in, remarking on how delicious this “health food” was.  A few minutes later, the waiter came rushing over to tell me that they had accidentally given me the wrong thali.  This was the regular veg thali, not the healthy dosa thali.  After assuring the waiter that it was no problem, Rachel and I laughed at our reaction.  We had underestimated ourselves.  We knew more about Indian food than we thought! 

We finished our lunch and made our way back to the office.  Shortly after we arrived, Mrs. Pai called us into her office.  She told us all about Goa: the good hotels, the best restaurants, the prettiest beaches, and also the places to avoid.  She even took the time to draw us out a map.  We were so thankful that she took the time to meet with us.  We were getting more and more excited!  We would be in Goa this time next week!  And we had also talked with one of our coworkers about Goa, and he told us about the dinner cruises they have.  He said we absolutely had to go on one.  So needless to say, we spent some time looking up Goa on the Internet.  It is beautiful! 

After work, we stopped at the Gift House to see if they had any of the souvenirs we were looking for.  The owner assured us he had exactly what we were looking for and went off to get them.  We moseyed around the shop, looking at all the knickknacks and jewelry and knock off purses.  When he didn’t come back after twenty minutes, Rachel and I decided that he must have forgotten about us and made our way for the exit.  On our way home we stopped to get groceries for our perpetually empty kitchen.  We stocked up on delicious fresh fruit and our other staples.  The rest of our evening was quite predictable: Insanity workout, China Valley for dinner, and then it was bedtime.  I’m pretty sure we both had dreams of vacationing in Goa that night.