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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 a slippery rock and had to plaster two of my toes.

After that I sat and read as well. Finished the Odyssey and finished Sam’s book, Turning Thirty, and found one place that was open after 10 which was called Cafe del Mar, and was pretty much the same as the other twenty beach restaraunts except it had a small glass box room, much like smoking areas in airports, if those still exist, which had flashing green lights and was sound proofed.

One beach down, about a 2km walk, was called Patnem, and a bunch of South Africans we knew were living there, and they threw a party one night, that was meant to end at ten. But the owners of the backpackers bribed the cops to stay away and they did until 3am, when they arrived to shut it down and look threatening.

So the one outdoor party we went to on our entire time in Goa, was underground, illegal and ultimately ended by the intrusion of the, not to sound overly 60′s here, but by the pigs.

We then left and went further south into Karnataka via train, where Sam nearly had a massive rage attack after being pushed about on the train, and nearly getting stuck on board once it started moving again.

She was fuming.

Then we headed down to Om Beach which is really in the middle of nowhere, and about 8 kms from the nearest town, called Gokarna, which doesn’t really have any tarred roads, and everything is covered in a fine red dust.

This place is very chilled out and almost like a small Israeli town.

We might stay here until New Years and then head into Kerala to maybe rent a houseboat and cruise down some rivers for a few days.

Yeah.

Merry Christmas to all the Christians and Happy New Years to all those who follow the Julian Calender. (Or is it the Gregorian. I can’t remember anymore.)