We rented motorbikes on our third day there, and used them to drive around to different beach areas, getting lost so frequently that we more often just cruised around and landed wherever. Again hassle meant the beach was impossible to relax on, but nothing compared to the never-ending onslaught of the north. We described Goa as the holiday from our holiday. A place for parties, beaches, hammocks, good resteraunts, markets filled with tourists, and private transport. Not indemic of the 'real' India, but certainly a great place to chill out between visits.
|Riding the bikes|
|Shopping in a local market|
Back in Delhi Abby flew home and I spent a final night alone in a nice hotel. Met two interesting guys on the flight home and sat swapping stories with them for most of the flight.
And that was India, more or less....