We stayed in a place called Calangute in Goa, a small beach town. Lots of greenery, palm trees and banana plants everywhere. We had a nice little guest house even if our room did smell a bit funny! Everything seemed newly painted and decorated which was nice. One thing we noticed was that the majority of buildings in the area all seemed to have blue tarpaulin over their roofs, including our hotel. It was set up in a fairly haphazard way, attached to poles and fixed with string to various fixtures all the way around. 

It rained pretty much the entire time we were in Goa. At times it was incredibly heavy. One morning we awoke with a start after hearing a huge bang and gushing sound. I went to our door to take a look to see what happened and I was treading in water before I reached the door. Not a good sign! Basically what had happened was that one of the sheets of tarpaulin had been put up so badly it had dipped in the middle, allowing it to fill with water all night long. It got heavier and heavier and then the poles couldn't support it anymore so it fell down right outside the balcony of a guest next door to us. This resulted in a huge tidal wave of water gushing straight onto their balcony and straight under the gap of his door (slaps forehead). When I went outside the poor guy was standing in a couple of inches of water on his balcony. He'd piled all his possessions on his bed and his room was completely flooded! Our balcony was pretty wet hence the water on our floor but no where near as bad as his! You see this is what happens when you do a half arsed job of things in the first place! Did they fix it straight away? Course not. They left it hanging so that when the wind blew just small gushes of water would pour out every so often. Sigh. They fixed it eventually. No doubt for it to happen again at some point in the future! 

We had a wonder over to the beach, about a 10 minute walk away, along a rubbish strewn path. Not very nice. It wasn't the greatest beach. No helped by all the beach huts some in a state of disrepair along our stretch. Not many people around as it's low season. No cafés or restaurants along the beach either which was also disappointing. There were a few restaurants in town one of which we returned to a few times. The first time we went Tom ordered one of the best curries we've ever had. So much so we went back again so that I could have it too! They sold beer and lots of western food so we couldn't help but be drawn in and chill out there as there wasn't much else to do. We also made a couple of visits to Dominos (naughty!). There just wasn't much of a choice of restaurants so this was an easy option, especially after having a couple of bad experiences. Namely fish and chips including deep fried fly as well as butter chicken with no actual meat in it, just pieces of bone and fat, not nice! Chicken curries nearly always come with the meat still on the bone. Usually the bits of the chicken you don't tend to go near. There is usually at least a little meat though! 

We went to the local market which was a little way up the beach and did some shopping. We watched in amazement from the shelter of a small clothes shop as the weather went from fine to huge gusts of wind followed by the heaviest rain we've seen in a matter of minutes! Everybody was running for cover and torrents of red soil coloured water began gushing down the road. Crazy. You can't believe how quickly the waters rise! The weather eased and we took a wander down to the beach here. It was much busier up here with lots of locals on the beach and in the water. All taking a dip fully clothed as they do, Sarees and all! Very bizarre watching lots of people walking straight into the water fully clothed, even the men too! 

We were glad to move on from Goa as we got a bit bored to be honest as the rain made it difficult to do much. Plus we were eating and drinking far too much :).