Travel Diaries: Goa

The fish shone in the sun, shivering on the sand where the fisherfolks had left them. A little child of Russian descent ran towards the fish strewn path. His mother picked up clumps of fish, threw them at the basket and urged him to do the same. The father was busy debating if the beer was more important than the dip in the ocean.

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Read here to know about my Goa trip, where to eat and exactly how much can that cost you.

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