so i'm starting to feel like a bit of a pro on the local buses now... they always have someone outside shouting to everyone where they are going and ushering people in. you find a seat and as the bus rolls away the door man comes around and collects your money. and usually for obvious out-of-towners (such as myself) they give you a little nod where you should get off.
today i visited old goa where there are 2 very old churches from when the portugeuse were in charge. actually - i didn't realize, but goa has only been independent of portugal since 1961. and also there were a couple little museums that i visited, more out of boredom than anything. i went to the christian art museum (claims to be the only one in asia) and to the archeological museum.
am starting to get annoyed with the people... i was feeling really chilled in arambol, there were some locals i "knew" and chatted to when i saw them. people said hello to you when you walked by. now in panjim i only get 'hello' in that creepy way. why is it that the good-looking indian guys in their suits never try to talk to me, only the sleazy ones? so i've gone from chilled mode to tunnel mode where i ignore everyone. v. sad.
in the morning i will catch a bus to hampi where there are some ruined, ancient, world heritage site temples. and i'll be on that bus aaaaaalllllllllllll dddddaaaaaaaayyyyy..... 9 hours. should be a blast.
i'm getting a little worried about my sunburn, and i think it may actually be a burn-burn. some patches are still bright red and i'm starting to bubble in a serious way.... so i'm off to find a pharmacy to get some sort of burn salve.
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