Goa and the end....

Goa was the perfect way to end my small jaunt...

A week on the beach with Jon, doing little other than enjoying each other's company, eating good food, fending off mad dogs (night of the hounds of hell - detail to follow!) and chilling-out was very needed and very timely. The only down points being it meant yet another sorrowful parting from Jon (the third of his travels!) and the heartstrings being severly tugged at by 'snowy dog' who adopted us for the week; and me a cat person t'boot!

Goa itself (or what little I saw which was basically Palolem) was great, very hot (with rising humidity heading for the monsoon) and reasonably cheap, despite being more expensive than the rest of India apparently. Jon had done his best to seek out a great hut (sunset views along with own strech of reasonably secluded beach)

in a great, less full-on touristy place in Palolem. On arrival at 7am in the morning after 36 hours of travelling and little sleep, Jon and I enjoyed a beer on the beach and watched the dolphins jumping in the bay. Do you think it's possible that they followed me?

We hired bikes - they had fantstic 'tinkerling' bells - exactly the sort you'd expect to hear in India and rode to a nearby beach for great food, amusing ourselves en route trying to take video footage. Alas, it won't show on here.

It was all over too quickly and we set off again; Jon to Nepal and me to London. I had a fantastic trip and only wish it could have been longer.... next time perhaps?