Greetings from Bogmalo Beach, right by Dabolim airport in Goa. Bogmalo isa bit less like the palm fringed paradise I was in with Nicole up in North Goa.
It’s actually a bit more like Margate.
It’s very popular with British tourists, especially the “me an’ t’ wife ‘ave been comin’ ‘ere for 15 years” types.
I’m [...]
Day 12.
Although we didn’t manage to see a favela or a football match in the end, our last few days in Rio were still pretty fantastic. We saw an incredible lightning storm from atop sugarloaf mountain, danced till the wee hours in Lapa (like Notting Hill Carnaval, only every day!) and watched loads of football, [...]
So lets talk about spitting shall we? Indian men spit a LOT, they just adore having a good old spit.
Sometimes they’re chewing paan, a paste of berries and spices wrapped in leaves (betel nut leaves?). Paan makes their spit red and can stain walls permanently. Often if you go into a slightly less-than-posh indian building [...]
Today there was a cow in the street, nothing unusual there, certainly not in India where cows are sacred to Hindus and can wander unmolested wherever they like. This cow was peeing, again nothing noteworthy.
However, there was a man standing behind the cow catching its wee in a tiny plastic bag. He didn’t seem concerned, [...]
After today I’m officially a free man.
WooHoo!
No idea where I’m supposed to go next though. Maybe some scuba diving is in order.
Hi All,
I’m back at work today so I have time to do you a full post of our week in Goa. Nicole is back in the UK now make sure you look after her for me…
We were staying in the North of Goa in a place called Mandrem, it is [...]
Hello from a lovely week in Goa…
Apologies for the short post but we are stuck in the airport at Goa. Its been a very stressful week. Sometimes we’ve had to decide where to eat, anything up to three times in a given day. It was horrible waking up and walking [...]
Jo and Fliss spend their first few days in Rio and slowly get used to being travellers
Today we fly to Rio! Thanks to everyone who came along to our leaving drinks this week, and to those who couldn’t make it, we will see you in the summer…..Here are some photos
This weekend, I went to a Hill Station called Matheran (which when said in an Indian accent sounds a bit like Matalan :)). Hill Stations are effectively resorts out in the countryside, Matheran is unique in that it (blissfully) doesn’t allow cars so you get the clearest air in the area. To begin with I [...]