We’ve found an agreable lodging place at two quid a night with a verandah on the first floor overlooking a small square so we can spend plenty of time watching the world drift pass as we scoop dribbling chunks of juicy papaya into our gaping maws. Vaddy beach is just down the road and the beach shacks go on for miles in each direction. We got seriously blasted by the sun on our first day, but apart from that are settling in nicely. My favourite thing to do is rent a bike and just pedal in any direction. Within minutes rural Goa manifests itself with wonderful backyard scenes of water boiling in large ceramic pots on wood fires, families of pigs rootling amongst the rubbish and sad eyed water buffalo chewing the cud. We’re currently in Margoa, buying fruit. The bus here had five foot headroom, which was a pain to stand up in. Word is that Palolam is now ovecrowded and overpriced. We’ll see,. I just stopped at a jeweller’s shop to listen to the cricket and was told that England were sliding to almost certain defeat.