Goa : A Lesson in Life. Chapter 6 : What am I doing here?
I was now well into my first week in Goa. Anjuna was lifeless and empty, so I beat the path[…]
Read moreI was now well into my first week in Goa. Anjuna was lifeless and empty, so I beat the path[…]
Read moreDawn of my first morning in Anjuna. I’d slept soundly and for the first time felt refreshed, relaxed and together.[…]
Read moreAs I headed off down Baga-Calangute road, the heavens opened once again. I ran for shelter into what revealed itself[…]
Read moreI’d arrived at the International Terminal of Mumbai Airport, waiting patiently at the baggage return for my guitar and suitcase.[…]
Read moreAs the old man disappeared into the distance never to be seen again, I passed a signpost pointing over a[…]
Read moreI’d read that Goa was the holiday destination of choice for the Indian people. A green. fertile land with idyllic[…]
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