Paulolem

We stayed in Anjuna for a total of three nights, it wasn't really our cup of tea (or whatever those guys drink to forget) Nothing wrong with it in general just a bit too hippie. We took a 2 hour long taxi ride south, and ended up in Palolem. Now we're talking, no families, not too many obnoxious Russians, a handful of friendly hippies but most of all a truly amazing beach, we've ended up in paradise. Palolem beach is located in a horseshoe formed bay, and on the beach they have allowed nothing but palm trees and bungalows on stilts. We're not ON the beach per say, but from our bed we are lulled to sleep by the waves crashing in on the beach. The shacks are very basic and sloppily built, with huge gaps between every floorboard and cracks in the plywood walls but it all adds too the charm, (just this morning we were woken by a cat who had managed to squeeze in under the door, but we like him as he keeps the rats away.) We've also met two sisters from Stockholm, Miriam and Isabelle, who as it turns out (of course, Sweden is too small) I have mutual friends with. We've spent our days so far with some mountain trekking in flip-flops looking for monkeys, which we actually managed to see and relaxing on the beach. Isn’t it ironic (more ironic then anything Alanis Morrisette mentions in her song) I go to Africa and swim in the Indian Ocean, but when I go to India I swim in the Arabian Sea… how queer! Josh and I also went on a "lake cruise" which was actually a swamp cruise, seeing loads of kingfishers (the bird not the beer) and herons and then we fished for crabs, catching some pretty big ones, all in the cruise went on for about 3 hours (basically we paid a man to do his job.) It was interesting but could have been about two hours and 45 minutes shorter. All in all though Palolem is great, and at the moment we have no plans on leaving. Who knows I might end up here for life… or a week.