Goa : A Lesson in Life. Chapter 11: Down a Hole
Today was everyone’s last day in Goa apart from mine. I donned my tour-guide hat one last time to take[…]
Read moreBack in August 2006 I visited Goa, India. A trip that affected my outlook on life, views on my country and my attitude towards others of all backgrounds. In 2015, I finally decided to put down in writing all the experiences encountered on my journey, not least my admiration for India, it’s people. it’s culture, and of course not forgetting it’s magnificent food! It’s been a long time, some things have been forgotten, but hopefully you’ll enjoy what’s left.
Today was everyone’s last day in Goa apart from mine. I donned my tour-guide hat one last time to take[…]
Read moreAnd so, for the following week at least, we all went about our business. From time to time we’d get[…]
Read moreStill taken aback, I Introduced myself to an out of shape, balding, but well spoken young Londoner called Chris. I[…]
Read moreNo account of Goa would be complete without mentioning the toilets. And what you get here is usually a hole[…]
Read moreI woke early in a cold, refreshing sweat. As if the toxins were leaving my body. The stomach cramps had[…]
Read moreI was now well into my first week in Goa. Anjuna was lifeless and empty, so I beat the path[…]
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