The pot-holes did open up in the end. But it lasted only for a little while. Around the same time I was travelling here, one of my friends dislocated his wrist and broke a rib 300 kms away in Lonavala, after he lost control in a pot-hole.
There was this insect on the beach, infact there were a lot of them, who were digging holes in the sand, and they came out with small sand globules and placed them around like droplets of water.
The first view of the ocean came after driving for sever hours. Though it would have been nice if it had been the evening and I wasn't along, but nonetheless it felt good to be there.