​Day 95: Palolem to Calungate

Transfer day

We went from one beach to another today - and quite a different beach it is. We’re staying in a lovely little guest house by Calungate beach, with a ‘60s modernist feel about it and a quiet garden that runs down to the beach. However, when the sun goes down, the otherwise sedate cafés - which are just huts on the beach, fire up their sound systems and suddenly there are ten discos banging out tunes all right next to each other - and a large number of inebriated holiday makers - more on the beach than the dance floor.

Add banging soundtrack and you’re here

We had thought we’d eat on the beach - that decision was rapidly changed and we headed into town for a nice selection of Goan fish dishes.

The journey here was pleasant to start with, along the coast road from southern Goa. Then we hit another major infrastructure project improving the river crossings around the airport and we were riding in a construction site the rest of the way.

This new bridge goes on for ever!

The other thing of note is the billboards. As Tiger put it, “Billboards are like a native tree here,” and the forests are everywhere.

Billboards proliferate - these weren’t even the big ones

We have another night here. Let’s see whether we can get one of the discos to play some New Order and I’ll have a dance.