Chai Chai Chai

Self portrait on the train






Day 3
Early morning wake up call to catch 6:55 am train to Goa. Long day on the train with some pretty scenery once we got out of the Mumbai area. Amazing how much trash and how dirty it was there and around the area even as we were traveling away from Mumbai.
The trains are not any cleaner then the streets of the city. The worker boys on the train were cute and would walk up and down the train cars yelling Chai Chai Chai, Coffee and some inaudible stuff in Hindi. Every once in a while, we would go through a tunnel and hear in the darkness helpless cries, taunting, or hopes of scaring the passengers on the train.
Met a couple of Mighty Mites (as my sister likes to call them)/Westerners within minutes of boarding the train. One was from New York and one was from England.
Loved Goa upon exiting the train. Seems a tad less hectic then Mumbai. Once we found a place to stay, we took a peaceful walk to the rocky beach with an outlook to the water. We walked by a bar that was playing music. Hippies doing a little dancing and drinking.
Day 4
Early morning yoga practice at a local studio. It was open self guided which is something I usually have a hard time doing. However, this morning I decided to focus on my breath and see where my practice took me. Besides loosing my breath halfway through practice (not from overexerting but from not paying as much attention to it as I intended) it turned out to be a very nice practice. We moved hotels since last night we ended up in one more a hostel type place in a house. Our taxi driver recommended it and we had nowhere else to stay we thought it's only for one night.
Spent the afternoon lounging around the pool at our hotel…Hotel Bougainvillea –Grandpa’s Inn. Great place with very friendly staff. Highly recommend.

Song Quote: "Mustang horses, champagne glasses, anything frail anything wild. It’s the price of living motion, what's beautiful is broken and grace is just the measure of a fall." Northbound 35 -- Jeffrey Foucault