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Thursday, May 12, 2005

"That's me in the corner"


Having spent 5 days in the party town of Goa, it was a refreshing break to wake up to the crashing waves of the Arabian Sea at 7 in the morning at Ganapatipule (a small town between Bombay and Goa). Driving back from Goa to Bombay, we had to pitch our tents at sunset (and quite literally so) at Ganapatipule. A desolate beach by any urban standards, it does tempt you to meditate, but then the view is too good to close your eyes and be selfish enough to think about your thoughts!