The Yellowest House in Goa

I should have taken a picture of our homestay in Goa. It took so long to get there from the airport and our taxi got stuck in the sand on the beach. And then when we arrived at our destination, in the middle of the night, our new home was so brightly yellow it might have glowed in the dark.

In the last instalment of my insufferable reminiscence, I will admit that we were lazy fish in Goa. (as an aside: the fish curry they make there is heaven oh my god) We spent a lot of time just ambling around, took a few boat rides, and mostly  took things super easy. Our adventuring spirits were in recharge mode and we took full advantage of the easy slow life.

I imagine that it was all this relaxing that lead to the mad decision to rent a scooter while we were there. Luckily we didn’t die but I have yet to figure out what stopped that from happening…

My favourite thing about Goa is without a doubt the mystery of why there are so many single shoes on the beach. Like… where did all these shoes come from? Clearly they were washed up on the beach by the tides, but from where? Is there a shoe dumpster somewhere in the area?

If you’re wondering what this post is about, don’t worry… I have no idea either…

It also occurs to me that I should have called this post The Greenest House In Goa because actually it looks more green than yellow and green makes for better alliteration which I have a thing for.

Oh well…

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