Perfume

We arrived in Goa and fell prey to the 'Goa effect' which means nothing gets done very quickly (if at all) so we hope this explains the long delay. Christian has arrived and we are in Arambol. Last night we went on a shack crawl, a bit like a pub crawl, but with beach shacks. On our 6th things get a little blurry, but we remembered how to speak bad French.
A slow day today, the wind blows in strongly from the sea and sand finds its way into everything. We have seen dead starfish, rays and jellyfish and had our chakras read by a cockney. We have explored the market at Mapusa where the smells of flowers, spices and fish mingle in the heat. Mounds of chilli peppers that can almost be tasted as we walk by, fat cloves of garlic and bunches of fresh coriander all make us wish we had a kitchen.
Next we will take the train down the coast to Gokarna.