Goa

From Mumbia I made my way to Goa on a night bus. The plan was to do some relaxing before I get right into it... The more places I go, I see that more options then Baga beach etc exist for me to do that. I took the bus to Mapsa a larger town in Northern Goa and took a rickshaw 15 minutes up the road to Baga. 

Baga as it turns out is also where crazy Indian men who have escaped their wives or responsibilities for the weekend also really enjoy going to... They also really enjoy taking pictures of strange white women. 

Drinking Masala enjoying the view before things got to hectic on the beach.

Other then that its a great place to lay on a sun bed all day read and have useless shit sold to you! I spent three of the five days I was there doing just this!

Obviously one of my favorite things was the fact there were a lot of happy puppies running around who looked pretty taken care of so I had no issues with giving them some scratches.

This was some smart Indian recycling... broken bottles make a pretty secure fence in my opinion.

I am really trying to grow to love the beer in India, its just really taste bad but its so cheeeeap. FML

I have no problems with the food though... this was lunch/breakfast/good.

Tandoori Paneer... I love you.

The one day I went on an epic adventure I rented a scooter and headed up to the Anjuna market... Anjuna is old hippie ville and full of the usually western stereotypes that travel though Asia... A lot more dreads and leathery old people. I picked up some anklets and wandered the maze of a market for a few hours.

Even in India <3

The spices and teas smelt soooo good I wanted to stick my face in the tea. It was all so fresh and lovely.

After the market I climbed this hill...

A local taxi driver had no idea why I would do this as there was nothing to see on a hill.

I thought this was worth it, but I am from Alberta...

Also this was pretty nice...

You could see all the way to Baga and I think to Mapsa as well from the top of the hill. It was awesome.

When I got home that night I had a lil friend waiting for me... And I reacted like a girl about it. We formed an understanding in the end I will leave him alone as long as he did not do some sort of flying back flip onto my face while I took a shit!

I went to some club that night that had free entry for ladies and free drinks. How they make money I don’t know. It was pretty much the kind of place you would have to roofie me to convince to go to at home... but it was free so that helped a bit. I met a bunch of random Westerners and Indians and its always nice to have a chat with people see what their plans are.

I learned a lot in Baga especially about Indian men, and how sexually repressed they must be if seeing my lower legs at the beach causes such a fuss. I also like seeing that Indians actually travel in their own country quite a bit compared to places I have been in South East Asia I left yesterday December 3rd, but I can see why people come and spend their entire vacation relaxing in Goa.