Panjim, Goa with a portuguese twist.
Arriving in panjim on Thursday was as if we had left India and found ourselves in a dusty town in Portugal. The Catholic churches, beautiful pastle coloured town houses and quaint squares was the most un-Indian city we have visited. We stayed one night, wandered around, drank beer, ate cashews, watched a Bollywood movie, did some shopping. We also took an afternoon trip to Old Goa which is also home to some beautiful Catholic cathedrals and churches. The bus ride to panjim took us all along the coast and was spectacular……we are making our way north through Goa, and the moving on is what i enjoy the most. Watching India pass by, taking in all the colourful sights, just sitting and watching….I love moving on, and we did again leaving Friday afternoon. A local bus north to Calangute, our last pit stop before heading back to Bombay!
