Being the old and decrepid individuals we are these days we decided to pass up on the 'Benidorm-style' parties and tourist havens of Calangute and Baga and changed our plan to head to Old Goa. Old Goa is a former capital of the Goan state and was a Portugese settlement up until 1961 so theres a very different feel compared to the rest of the country. We spent the first night having a little potter and a beautiful meal in the hotel restaraunt. The next morning we...

After an overnight sleeper train from Mumbai to Goa we then taxi'd our way to Anjuna beach. We had a really nice guest house run by a local family for the past 20 odd years and was within walking distance of the beach. After dumping our stuff we headed straight to the beach only to initially find a lot of desolate and unfinished shacks and buildings. It seemed as though Anjuna had previously got a tourist reputation causing people to flock to the area to open r...

So me and Tom were killing time before an overnight train so went on a long walk, saw a coffee house n thought this might be a nice place to sit off for a while (it wasn't but thats another story). Anywho, refreshed and feeling good we started walking home, albeit aware that a bowel movement would soon be due. 5 minutes past, then 10...then 20. My stomach was in agony, we started to run but all this did was increase the pressure. Then finally, we were almost in s...

There are few sights you will see similar to that of flying into Mumbai airport. The slums reach to the very borders of the runway and the scale of which is incomprehendable. The drive to the hotel at the other side of the city took little over an hour and we went through the central slums areas with the overwhelming stench only bareable because we were too busy fearing for our lives in the back of a taxi that, like everyone else it now seems, fails to abide by a...