Day twelve: Goa

Another quiet day on the western seaboard. Some pottering, more German cafe foodstuffs, nice ramble through the dustier parts of the hinterland. Good holiday fun.

Now, we have been meaning to see the sunset at least once while we're here; for a daily phenomenon it's amazing how seldom we manage this on holiday. It's more of a time for napping and/or drinking than sitting about gazing hopefully at the horizon. Anyhoo, finally managed to be sentient at 6.15 or so and this, from the balcony of our room, is the result.

Not sure that all that waiting was worth it, frankly.