So begin as we mean to continue: turns out that the first part of our flight was to mumbai rather than delhi! Woops!. After 2 trains, 2 flights, the scoffing of several airplane meals and crazy taxi ride with 'Raymond' our driver we made it to Anjuna, our first stop in Goa. Anjuna, so far, seems to be a laidback small town full of restaurants, remnants of the hippy era and trance scene, and an absolutely cracking beach (shared with cows and stray dogs)- and is definately not a bad place to spend pur first week in india getting our bearings! After being offered drugs hundreds of times, and scarbie having a wire shoved in his ear to remove his earwax (without his permission-He felt violated), we had a few brilliant kingfisher beers (50p) and a fish curry overlooking the beach. Our hostel room is little more than a glorified shed, but is comfortable and brilliantly located for the beach. Much more interesting things to come in later When wifi is better!