I was going to relate my travel experience on New Year’s Day from Kathmandu to Goa but I have decided it would just prolong the agony. Instead, I’m hoping that the video of the angry mob at the Air Asia gate will give some sense of the mood. The 20:05 flight finally got off the ground at close to 4:00 am the following day after several delays and one outright cancellation which was quickly rescinded.
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i have never seen such behaviour. Some of the passengers would have spent the night in lockup had that scene played out in Canada.
But I digress. I am in Goa. My hut, while overpriced, is perfect. I have a comfy king-sized bed, a decent bathroom with instant hot water, and a superb setting in a small bay between Patnem and Palolem beaches. There are dogs that guard the place. I have never seen dogs so good at keeping cows off the property. I have no idea whether they are that enthusiastic about robbers and rapists. But I know we are safe from cows.
And that’s important if you know my track record. Just today, a cow was standing in the doorway of a restaurant as I was trying to leave. Thankfully there was a quick-thinking kid nearby who pointed out that I could exit via the two-foot high walls next to the entrance. Duh…
After calling my bank to get them to implement the instructions I gave before leaving Canada, I was able to access an ATM today and pay the debts I’ve accumulated since arriving in India. Honestly, why is there an online option to say that you’ll be travelling if they don’t read it or take the required action? Thankfully the owner of my beach hut bankrolled my taxi fare and phone recharge…
Goa. The air is hot, the sand soft under my bare toes, the water surprisingly refreshing, likely due to coolish nights (by Indian standards). One of the shopkeepers recognized me today as I was walking back to the beach after lunch. Exactly how much money did I spend in his shop last year?
