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Nuns visiting the seaside at Christmas. Goa. India

Thursday, 21 August 2008

Right you boring lot! I thought you'd have lots to say....

One of the most mind boggling places I've been to is Goa. What I like about it is the multi-cultural thing going on: People of all sorts of beliefs living side by side. Historically, Goa has been occupied by the Portuguese, so that's where the Catholic Nuns come in I guess.

I didn't go there expecting a pristine place (although some of it was pretty darn fab). It's noisy and vibrant. The way the traffic works is really funny: there are no rules, just if you're coming up behind a vehicle larger than yourself, hoot and always give way to them at roundabouts. Other than that, the local police do stop you if you're driving a moped without a crash helmet.

The food is out of this world if you're vegetarian or pescatarian. For Thali, Vihar (Panaji) is where it's at. I did feel like a right piglet troughing away whilst the little boys mopped the floor on their hands and knees, brought me down to earth with a big bang.

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