trip to Gokarna and the 'Gokarna welcome commettee'

well about Gokarna there is a lot to say.
It marked the biginning of my second half of the trip through India, the most aware and exciting part.
First of all the way I got there was remarkable: I took a local bus from Hampy which was supposed to take me directly to the beach town, but the driver at my questions- will this bus arrive in Gokarna and when- after he looked a while in my eyes answered simply <> No to both questions, he just decided at glance that I was not going to Gokarna. He had just decided that that day he was not driving there, but indeed that WAS the bus to Gokarna. But well the moment I decided to make the local bus experience I took everything into account, even this. So without showing any sign of impatience -I was ready to everything the local bus adventure was investing me with- so without any sign of impatience and with the most polite and respectfull voice I had available (ha yes my voice came back after a week in Goa) I asked him in which way he could suggest me I was getting to destination.
Again after looking at me for a while, like he was mesuring the dimentions of my soul, and considering if I was worth to help it or not, he decide it was and suggested me to get the bus he was driving till a certain town and then catch another bus or a taxi or spend the night there as I preferred. Up to me.
I kindly thanked him and as the most normal thing had just happened to me I got on his bus.

Where I was a sensational event...a white tourist, all alone on the fully packed indian local bus, people keept looking and staring and giggling and so on, really amusing. I was on television.
after 8 hours of bumps and off roads and chais (indian tea) and men's look I reached the last town where the bus driver was willing to take me and I looked for the next way to get to Gokarna.

I did not even know why I was going to that town, I was much happier to be far from the sea and the town I was heading to was right on the sea, I just decided to go there out of the blue and I kept wondering what the hell I was going there for, but well, I found out after...

At the bus station they assured me every half hour that the bus was coming in 20 minutes but I waited there for 2 and half hours, that makes 5 halfhours and 11 and half 20 minutes but no bus showed up. So. So I was just loosing my hopes and looking around for a hotel or something (nothing at all!!!) when somebody tapped my shoulder and suggested me to go look out of the bus station for some kind of alternative ways, so I just cought a minibus that was about to leave and after 30 minutes of montain road I was was in Gokarna. State of Karnataka.
It was 20.30 and I felt so powerfull because I made it that well, I did not look for a room but walked straight to the beach looking for a reason to be there.

It was dark and I so no reasons no beach nothing at all.

So I looked for a room and all I found was a dump in the town that smelled like rats and had rats shit everywhere, it was moist and the latrine was just a hole from which the rats were supposingly coming out from. No door between the bedroom and the toilet. I left my bag there and went to a little restaurant I saw on the beach, the last concrete building ( yeah building) before the wild nature, to cry my desperation for the room and with no intentions of returning to sleep in there. I was hoping the retaurant was open all night....
While I was silently paniking about the night I saw a simpatic looking guy reading an italian book. In no time we were chatting animously and he got informed about my trip and my room situation and rather fast he proposed me to spend the night in his room, just upstears from the restaurant, he had a huge bed and bathroom, balcony with the view on the ocean. ;o)
I was saved by some guardian angel again!! In the meanwhile another couple of italians joined our table and they informed quickly of all the best and the worse of the place.
No need to say that I went back to my room only to get my backpak and that the simpatic looking guy-Alessio- became a great buddy and I shared his fantastik clean beach sunset view room with bathroom for something like 10 days or a week I dont remember and I felt like I was the most lucky fucker in the all India, or at least in the state of Karnataka , well Alessio shared the same opinion.