The full India

On our last evening, I buy an ankle bracelet from the friendliest Indian woman and a thin pair of pants. There is nothing better in a hot country to cover your knees. Later, we sit in front of our hotel on the beach and play UNO. In front of us, a strange group of Indians, one of them comes over and holds out a plate with something that looks like sea salt: 'I have MDMA here, we already have enough... and I don't want to waste it, would you like some?' No, I'm not crazy! I wouldn't even know how to consume that!

After four nights in Anjuna, it's time for us to continue our journey. We pay for our hotel. Once again, it's a shock for us, something is wrong here because we pay 300 francs instead of 200... But the price is correct on Booking... From now on, I will be the one booking! I can convince Kay to take the bus to Panaji. The journey takes 2 hours and 3 different buses. The first bus is already full when we get on. Kay sits next to the driver, almost on the engine. More and more people get on. I'm already half sitting on Kay's lap... and it's getting hotter and hotter under him, in the engine. An adventurous journey. We pay about 60 cents per person. I think it's worth it to endure the hardships (Lots of people, Very hot, Uncomfortable seats, you feel every bump).

In our B&B, we are warmly welcomed including a welcome drink. We pay 61 francs for two nights here. So it's well within our budget. After a short refreshment break, we set off for the famous church. I'm excited to see what we'll discover here... Goa was colonized by Portugal, so many buildings are in European style.

The church turns out to be rather disappointing, like so many things in India... We sit in the shade in front of the church and enjoy the cool breeze. Soon, we are approached by an Indian couple out of curiosity. We talk about India, Switzerland, and food. After a while, we wanted to say goodbye with the words, 'We're going to have a coffee now.' However, it is interpreted as an invitation and they follow us. So four of us go to the restaurant. They advise us on our choice of food. There's Dosa, which is a thin baked 'bread'. In the middle, a heap of potato-onion curry, fresh Sambal Oelek, and a coconut sauce. Very delicious. Our new Indian friend goes almost crazy at the sight of our attempts to eat with a fork and spoon, sometimes with the right hand. He even reaches into our food: 'You must eat with your hands! It tastes so much better!' It's fun to immerse ourselves in the culture. In the farewell photo, his hand accidentally lands on my butt... These Indians...

We continue to Miramar Beach, about 10 minutes away from our B&B. Like in Anjuna, we want to go to a beach bar to relax. The beach is really big and beautiful. There are also people and animals here, but no beach bar. After a walk, we go to a small bakery for coffee and cake. I haven't had much sweet since we arrived in India, so I really enjoy my banana bread now.