Baga Beach Goa - Tues 9 Nov
Sad news. Karen's family has a crisis and she decided to fly home so for now I'm here on my own in India. She hopes to come back when she can so hopefully we can still finish our adventure together. I guess I'll just keep pottering around the place till I know more. Things are different away on your own. More time and space to think but not so much fun when you don't have your best friend there to share the discoveries. I miss her already and I only just dropped her at the airport.
We did have a little adventure today, yesterday we were running around organising her flight back to Perth and making what plans we could. Today we got on the Motorbike and rode up to Anjuna which used to be one of the hot spots on the Hippie Trail and traces remain. Mainly we were fascinated by the architecture and the colours along the way. It was overcast and a bit drizzly at times so I was hesitant to take the camera out of the bag too much but I got a few ok shots.
It's really the contrast between the strong Portugese Catholic influences and the flamboyant colours of the Hindu buildings all against a tropic; backdrop that makes the charm of Goa. There is religious iconography everywhere of completely different flavours. Hindu Gods coexist happily alongside The Madonna & statues of JC.
Feeling a bit flat so I think I'll sign off for now. I'm going to keep journaling because that's what I decide to do, it's just not as much fun now that I'm not doing it for both of us. My thoughts are with Karen on the long flight home and her family.
Rob
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