After what felt like quiet a fast-paced trip since the peacefulness of Diu, it was very nice to set the bags down for an extended period and no better place to do this than the little bit of paradise that is Palolem beach.
We arrived a couple of hours before sunset and quickly found ourselves a basic but nice beach-hut. Having dinner on the beach later that evening we knew we were somewhere special.
Within hours of arriving we bumped into Alan (a friend from Diu) and three more Irish friends. A football match was soon organised against Palolem’s local talent – in spite of the questionable pitch conditions with dust clouds, a cow invasion and the heat to everyone’s surprise we won 3-1. To celebrate this victory (and Daphne’s birthday) we all headed to the hilltop silent disco to dance into the small hours. Goa is a small world as Kirstin bumped into an old work friend Sarah and was able to catch up which was nice.
All in all the two weeks we were there went by in a blur of glorious beach days, good food, evening movie screenings and a very nice sunset boat trip to mark the girls last night. Weeks on Palolem remains one of John’s favourite stops and a place we’ll go back to – hopefully!