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... in another place, so much do people like him, that we stopped worrying and went back to sleep.
In the morning, ashamed to say it, we woke before the sun, donned our bags and sneaked out quiet like, before anyone could be up. We told them no more fish. We told them no more curry. The fenny was fair enough, but we didn't want the food, despite eating it... So we walked in silence to the road and boarded the first bus that came along, heading in the general direction of Margao ...

... finding the place today, I somehow spotted the blue & white of a beautiful colonial-style old Portuguese house staring at me down a side road which I must have passed at least half a dozen times already. Surely this must have been it. As I turned into the road and the house neared, I spotted the large sign just inside the gates. It read Children Walking Tall. At last I had found my destination.

To be continued....

... m a Golden God in Goa. . " Well, I've got my Gonesh T-shirt and my ashram fisherman pants, and I'm walking like a Yogi blistered feet on burning sand But every year it's all the same my gold turns back to brass I'm a Golden God in Goa but at home I'm just an ass. Got my dreadlocks woven in at a shop just up the street And I say a hearty "Namaste!" to everybody that I meet. But in two weeks time I board that plane cut my hair, get back to work I'm a Golden God ...

... for a way to speak to me. my friend had fallen silent in his gesturing and i felt like the intruder was not someone i should be speaking to. nevertheless, he started talking to me and me being nice (or just a dumb *****) i talked to him albeit unencouragingly. this he took as proof of my adoration of him and did not want to leave me alone. thankfully he went to buy a soda and there was much eye rolling and shaking of fists among my new friends until ...

... s what we feel we are lacking most of the time. We can buy fruit but generally it's just one kind, like a pineapple or papaya, and to buy veggies in the quantity we would want (1 or 2 of everything) just isn't viable. Gokarna beach it nothing to write home about but it is used as a dunking place for Hindu pilgrims and as such is strewn with litter. Om, Kudle (pronounced Kudlee) and Paradise beaches are the next beaches ...

... autant dire que nous etions quelque peu claques en rentrant. Qu'a cela ne tienne, direction food Land de retour a miramar pour manger des frites et des pizzas indiennes) avec un petit milkshake, ca fait du bien! Pour le coup, pas de post la semaine prochaine, c'est les vacances qui arrivent, nous partons vendredi matin pour New Delhi et rejoignons Jaipur ou nous sommes invitees dans une famille indienne dont la fille travaille avec nous, on va voir des elephants !!!

... train (because it was pumped with oxygen due to the altitude) made that more uncomfortable. Canīt say I noticed to be honest. "Remember Apollo 13 Dave?" Pat asked in explaining his reasoning. "Those guys didnīt exactly enjoy their trip, now did they? Co2 level were too high, you see." "I see Lad," I said, not seeing at all. · Impenetrable Weīd almost forgotten that India suffers with mosquitoes. That was until we got here to Palolem Beach ...

... we found a nice hut that they were just putting the finishing touches to so we took it and then a few days later moved into one right at the front with a lovely sea view from the balcony. We spent the first week trying to get tans for the wedding and chasing up Ranjan the flaky wedding planner. He took us to see the place where we'd have the wedding and it all seemed like it was actually going to happen. We'd found Ranjan on the Internet and he ...

... while I appreciated their impromptu tour, my head was starting to spin as I tried to look in every direction they were pointing me in. After two days exploring Kerela, I started to head up North along the coast of western India where I reached Goa. Arriving at 4AM by train, I sat at the bus stop across from a small park where I watched dedicated locals on their brisk morning walk Wanting to get to the beach as soon as possible, I decided to take the ...

... days before Christmas. I couldn't understand how they could afford to just sit and drink the whole day when they had nice homes and vehicles. So after they had gone drunk I asked them from where they had the money. And one of them told that they were kind of the local mafia who got money from "protection" shops and people from their "enemies". I was hard to understand for me, they had been very good to me all the time and didn't look scary at all to me. After 2 night I ...