Paradise found!

After a few fun-filled Mumbai days, I catch the overnight sleeper train south to Goa. You'll be pleased to know that not only have I figured out the whole Indian transport thing (knock on wood), it's now sort of a non-event, not even worth mentioning. But I do help other travelers when I can, as they had so generously helped me ... travelers who've not yet reached that transport nirvana.

13 hour train ride later, an hour taxi to Palolem that I share with some Europeans ... around mid-day, I arrive in Palolem, on the southern tip of Goa. There are little coco-huts along the beach, most perched precariously on stilts. Most are rather functional, but clean, and have private baths. I look at a couple and pick one.
It's almost like I'm not in India. This seems to be the place where Europeans come to party, play, and relax. Everyone's wearing swimsuits and shorts ...

Quick animal update! It's clear there've been western influences in Palolem ... most of the dogs are fixed, ears notched.

The food ... utterly delectable ... seafood, lobster, shrimp, pizza, pasta, dessert, fruit, salad ... goodness gracious, I'm eating my way along the beach.

I'm only here for three days ... I wish it was longer ... I must return! What a wonderful place to say happy birthday to me! And now it's back to Mumbai for a brief stop before starting my long journey back home.
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