Goa Stories


Bangalore, Again

So, friends, I have returned to Bangalore so that I may leave India tomorrow. I took a bus that left Panjim (aka Panaji, which makes things really confusing when a city has two names, both in a language you do not speak) at 5:30, and arrived at my hotel in the heart of the city at 9:45 this morning. I took a shower--my first shower in I don't want t...


My Time in India is Ending

So, I have booked a flight out of India! I will leave very early Tuesday morning to fly to London, and I will stay with Grandma Joy there until mid-March. I am very excited! Yesterday I went to Old Goa (creative name, right), an old city in this region of Goa. There were many museums and churches there, as this was where the Portuguese were based aft...


Let's See

It's almost midnight and I'm barefoot in an Internet cafe in a town I can't pronounce. Last night I found myself at a reggae concert along the cliff of the Arabian Sea, sandwiched between a guy from Iran, a German guy, and an Indian guy. I love traveling. One of my favorite quotations discusses the art of travel, and how it is only through going on ...


This Would Happen to Me

I am still enjoying a lovely time at the beach! For my last night at the convent, I had a great time saying goodbye to everyone. I put on my saree (well, rather the teachers helped me put it on, as it involved a rather lot of complicated pinning and folding), and then they put make-up on me, and did my hair--all Indian style. The kids and nuns got a ...