So as I said were in Goa, our hotel or should I say our bamboo hut is right on the beach, the sand is so soft it feels like flour, the water is so warm that you hardly notice the difference in temperature when you walk in to the sea, the sky is a brilliant blue and it’s about 30 degrees, all in all it’s beautiful…..
See what I mean ??
We just kicked back and chilled out, the local beach restaurants were great, the food fabulous and the beer cold !! We had some books to read, but alas no Wi Fi !
We checked out the local village, had a mooch about, we liked what we saw, but most of all we were just enjoying being on holiday 😉
Unfortunately shortly after lunch I started to feel unwell and despite sitting in the sun I was cold, my stomach was upset and I ended up in bed, the following morning I was still crook and by the evening we’d decided that we needed to stay another night as there was no way I would be able to cycle the following morning. I started to feel better after lunch and we were able to make plans to leave Palelum and continue our journey through Goa, Benaulim would be our next stop, again another guide book recommendation, we hoped it would be as good as Palelum !
We set of a bit later than our normal time as I was still a bit shaky and Benaulim wasn’t that far so there was no rush. The route starts out fairly flat for the first 6 miles until you get to the main highway then it’s a fairly good hill climb before your dropping down towards Margao.
We locked the bikes and while I took on liquid in a nearby restaurant, I was still a bit shaky, Naomi went of in search of accomodation, she returned about 20 minutes later looking very pleased with herself. She’d found a nice place and they’d given her directions to get to it from the rear, otherwise you’d need to drag your bike along the beach !!
Even so getting there still involved some sand….
It was worth the effort though, the pace was called Blue Corner, a very neat collection of bamboo huts with a large, clean, tidy restaurant. The people were friendly and helpful and soon enough we were allotted a hut…..
Our hut from the outside and from the inside, they were quite spacious and had excellent mosquito nets as well as very good bathrooms, really comfortable 😉
We only had the one night here but we found proper beef steaks on the menu and what with that and more cold beer we had a great night 😉
Over the next couple of days we continued to travel north through Goa, stopping for the night at Anjuna and again at Mandrim, the scenery was fairly similar, the roads busy and hot, but to be honest neither of us were impressed and we couldn’t wait to head back to south Goa, we’d booked ourselves into a resort in a place called Varca Beach, about 5 miles south of Benaulim so we had a long day on the bike to get back there !!
The resort was your usual sort of thing, swimming pool surrounded by sun loungers, tennis court slightly forgotten, large open restaurant and lots of ” cottages ” that were in need of some maintenance. The best bit about the resort was definitely the stunning beach, white soft sand, no rubbish, warm sea and a collection of local seafood restaurants, we were happy again.
There’s not much to tell other than that, we stayed for three nights, ate well, drank plenty of beer, read books, dozed on sun loungers and topped up our tan. We were debating to book one more night, it would be our last night in Goa before heading to Mumbai but we eventually decided that we’d enjoyed Blue Corner at Benaulim so much we’d head back there 😉
We left Varca Beach again fairly late for the very short ride to Blue Corner, we arrived and went to find the lovely lady who’d looked after us last time, this time the reception was a bit odd !!
It turns out we’d forgotten to pay our bill last time, I thought Naomi had done it and of course she though I’d done it, we soon sorted it out and were again well looked after 😉
A different beach hut but equally good, more excellent food although this time at a nearby restaurant, more beer, reading, sunbathing and swimming 😉
The evening saw us packing our bags in Goa for the last time and heading to Margao train station for our final train journey in India, this time the 9 hour trip into Mumbai. We booked our bikes in at the luggage office, left our bags in left luggage then hopped into a rickshaw to Margao town for our final meal in Goa, another excellent Biriyani !! I changed out of my cycling kit into my normal trousers and because we wouldn’t need to cycle again until we got back to the UK I dropped all my kit in the bin, it had worked hard and was waring very thin !!
Another rickshaw back to the station, collect our bags and board the train, I think we both felt a little sad at this point as we knew our time away was running out, nearly five months to the day since we started and we only had a few days in Mumbai left 😉
Read my next and final blog to find out what happens.