Goa

We arrived in Goa ready for some relaxation after a whirlwind two weeks. After travelling for nearly 24 hours straight, we were exhausted. We dropped our packs in the sand, and Mike, Chelsea, Leon and I set off to find somewhere to stay. After looking at a few places, we found two beach huts, located in a palm grove about 100 meters from the water. Each had a private bathroom and a hammock out front for relaxing, so we negotiated the price and settled in. Goa is a world apart, and is known among travelers as the “black hole” of India. It is easy to get sucked in, and nearly impossible to leave. The beaches are wide and uncrowded, and the water is almost like bath water. Restaurants line the beach offering cheap drinks and all the foods you miss from home, salads, pizza, even Mexican food! At the north end of the town was a small rock outcropping, and a smaller beach. Dolphins would swim in the morning, and there was a fresh water lake where you could rinse off after a day in the sea. It is beautiful, and relaxing, but it is geared entirely towards foreign tourists, and it is easy to forget that you are in India. After six days there we decided that we had spent enough time on vacation, and it was time to dive back in. We took a local bus into the town of Panjim, and then found bus tickets to Hampi.

Arambol, Goa