Western Sahara 2016

Western Sahara 2016

Saturday 17 November 2012

Goa - palm trees, warm seas and sandy beaches


Leaving the buzz of Mumbai behind, we undertook yet another uncomfortable overnight bus journey to reach Goa. A different state and a different India. Goa is very tropical and green, with lots of palm trees, nice beaches and a generally more laid back feel to it. There is still the odd cow wandering along the street though so you know that you are still in India!

We spent a couple of nights in Northern Goa at Morjim Beach and had my first swim in the Arabian Sea. Probably the warmest sea I have ever swam in – it was like stepping into a warm bath! Morjim was basically just a quiet stretch of sand – not crowded, not touristy and not that spectacular either. The northern beaches of Goa are quieter than the southern section but that is probably because they are not as pretty (although I have very high standards when it comes to beaches, having been thoroughly spoilt over the past 18 months with numerous tropical paradises!).

After Morjim, we headed inland to Central Goa and the very small capital city of Panjim. Goa was never part of British India – it was colonised by the Portuguese and their influence is still apparent in the architecture. Panjim has lots of brightly coloured buildings, pretty streets and, in the centre of town, a huge white church on a hill. Historical Old Goa (the original capital city) is just a short bus or rickshaw ride away. Old Goa is full of beautiful churches, museums and Se Cathedral – the largest in Asia.

After a day of culture, it was time to explore the southern beaches of Goa. Taking a couple of local buses, we ended up at Palolem which is a beautiful crescent shaped stretch of sand lined with palm trees. Unlike many beaches in southern Goa, Palolem has remained very low key. There are no major hotels here and its charm is in the fact that everything is very ramshackle and rustic. There are hundreds of brightly painted beach huts crammed together that are erected temporarily each season. Consequently, they are very basic with somewhat rudimentary electrics and plumbing but they serve their purpose well enough for the backpacker crowd that they attract.

I am currently whiling away my days lying on the beach, working on my tan and taking the occasional dip in the sea to cool down. It feels like we are having a holiday from travelling. Backpacking, especially in India, can be hard work so it’s nice to take a few days off from being on the move to relax. There are few things in life more pleasant than watching the sun go down, sipping a Mojito cocktail, with the sand between your toes, listening to the waves crashing on the shore…. And the sound of dogs howling and barking. Dogs are plentiful in India and those in Goa spend their whole day sleeping in the shade. But as soon as the sun goes down, they gather in packs on the beach and start making a hell of a noise which continues throughout the night.

After Palolem, we continue our journey southwards to the state of Kerala.
Our purple beach hut


View from our balcony


Palolem Beach

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