I knew that I had made the right decision to come to Goa when I got off the plane into the hot, dark, humid air on Wednesday. The cab driver who drove me to Agonda was lovely, and we shared a good laugh while he taught me some Konkani. When I got into Agonda it was just after 11pm and the place was dead. The boys at the place I was staying had waited up for me to arrive. After showing me my hut and getting me some water, they went off to bed also. Definitely not a party town!
I spent the first day basking in the sun and reading. It was delicious. I decided then that I wanted to stay for more than 4 nights, so I found some cheaper accommodation down the road. It turned out to be a bit awkward moving, which I did today. The owners of the first place were sad to see me go, and they were willing to bring down their price. Unfortunately, it wasn't just the price, I also prefer the place I'm staying now. It's much more private.
At my "beach hut" (which was not on the beach) my door opened to a view of the restaurant. Any time I opened my door I didn't know who I might see there. This morning, as I was packing up, I opened my window, and immediately I was greeted by the owner. It really drove home how eager I was to get out of there. I want to be able to open my window without drawing attention.
Hm... well, I really wanted to write all the stories over the last few days but I received some emails which have altered my mood. I no longer feel like writing. I think I will go contemplate on the beach awhile.
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