The male beachgoers also fall into two main categories. There are those who proudly sport their huge grown moustache (not to confuse with an Adolf Hitler moustache). But since about 80% of Indian men carry such moustaches, the aforementioned group may only try to adapt themselves to local habits. The second group, which is by far the biggest, are the Guildo Horn look-alikes. For all of you, who don't know Guildo Horn: He is a popular German singer, who is lordly equipped with a big, hairy belly (and loves to show it), sports hockey hair (well, actually he is bold but grows the 5 remaining hair on his back head), and who sings about his mother's nut cakes!
Oh, and not to forget the guy in his mid-fifties, wearing a g-string tanga, publicly exhibiting his sagging butt. Disgraceful! But he is definately not worth opening a third categorie...
In the late afternoon, I was praising myself for being brave enough to get an Ayurvedic massage. But when it started, I hated myself for being stupid enough for not performing a research on what it really is.
My kneader was a massager and not a masseuse. I had to strip off totally and to remove glasses, necklace, and watch. He then oiled me up from head (including hair) to toes. Not a single part of my body was spared (well, except for my very private parts - I would have killed him). He started his treatment with is rough hands, which felt like sandpaper on my partly sunburnt skin. No, I really didn't enjoy it. And I really look forward to getting an erotic body massage with tantric massage oil from my girlfriend (with her soft hands) back home!