Day 1: Giant spiders that I have to get rid of. Sam nearly has heart attack. Day 2: Big frog and a dog living under the bed. Day 3 (morning): Dog fight in our shack. 7 am. Day 3 (afternoon): Move into new room. Still on Om beach, we’ll be here at least until New [...]
After departing Hampi we travelled to the southernmost beach in Goa, known as Palolem, which was dreadfully boring. Well not really, but Sam was starting to read all the time, and I was starting to walk from one end of the beach to the other, up and down up and down, until I slipped on [...]
The alarm goes off in the ultimate blackness. Our alarm clock is a cacophony of random arrhythmic annoying sounds and so is particularly grating at 4:50 in the morning. “Steeeeeve,” complains Sam. I assume it’s because she wants me to deal with the alarm, which to my dream befuddled mind seems both unjust and unfair [...]
After leaving the sad remains of the once industrious shanty party beach village, we headed inland towards the capital of Goa. The name temporarily escapes my beleaguered mind, but I think it’s Punjabi. No that’s wrong. Something with a P. It’s another smallish weird town with a strong Porteugeuse influence, and a river running through [...]
My ankles have de-swelled, so far neither of us have gotten the dreaded Deil Belly and the food is totally outstanding.
After a day of wandering through ancient and impressive caves on the island of Elephanta off the coast of Mumbai, we caught our 14 (ultimately 16) hour bus from Mumbai to Mapusa (pronounced Map-sai) in Goa. We arrived in Mapusa to discover that my ankles had swollen to the point where calling them ankles was [...]
It took me about thirty minutes of being in India before I got ripped off. I can’t say I wasn’t expecting it, but I can say I wasn’t expecting it to happen that swiftly. Sam and I left London, leaving the bitter cold and rain behind us, at 10 pm in the evening and arrived [...]
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