one day at the beach for each year of training. ahh...I can feel it working...
Goa was a Portuguese territory for longer than the rest of India was under British rule. Although little of the language has remained, there is still a very strong Catholic heritage and plenty of churches. We took a morning to visit the ancient capital, Old Goa and especially the Basilica of Bom Jesus which holds the tomb of St. Francis Xavier.
While there, A. was climbing a tree and encountered a particularly unpleasant variety of caterpillar. Luckily, some kind locals helped find a pretty effective home remedy to get the prickles out of her skin: threading wasn't working so they scraped them off with a lychee instead. (of course, why didn't I think of that.)
But a few hours of sightseeing in the heat was really plenty. It was time to stop messing around and buckle down for some serious beach time.
food photos for Billy:
(shrimp biryani, yum)
