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Varkala: where dreams of tropical India meet big Bob Marley banners and budget BOGOFF cocktails. From covert rum smuggling to wading through monsoon muck, we embraced the adventure—hangovers and all.

Bumbled into Kolkata bleary-eyed, lost a taxi slip, dodged a squatting loo debacle, survived goat-sacrifice vibes, and somehow ended up shopping for trousers and foundation mishaps. India, you mad, majestic beast.

Two drenched humans, one dodgy tuk-tuk ride, a climb that revealed we’re not “activewear people,” and the discovery of Sri Lanka’s finest roadside snack. Sigiriya is many things—forgettable isn’t one.

“From missed ferry miracles to Long Island-fuelled chaos, we stumbled through Koh Tao with no plan, no bed, and some seriously legendary strangers-turned-saviours. Travel gods, cheers for the plot twists!”

A tipsy promise landed us on a jam-packed, Bollywood-esque train to Kandy, only to disembark at the wrong station. Cue chaotic tuk tuks, lizards, and a guesthouse run by a cackling child—pure magic.

Two words: sweaty chaos. A bus ride from hell, sardine-like squashing, and near death (okay, slight exaggeration) led us to a beachfront paradise that cost less than lunch back home. Worth it? 100%.

Two turtles, a lost snorkeler, a bat cave, questionable birthday cocktails, shots we’ll never fully recall, millionaire rescues, and a run-in with armed police... just your classic Tuesday in Mexico.