At last! We had made it. To Goa. So many times, between mouthfuls of spicy Goan fish curry from Pride of Indian in St. Maarten, we were transported to the Indian subcontinent, to Goa in particular, albeit in delicious thought. But, like we've learnt every minute of the adventure, time and space collapses and dreams become reality under the sheer will of intent and positive projections. Anyway, philosophizing aside, here we were, at Panaji's (aka Panjim's) bus station with high expectations and no place to stay. Relax Inn was little more than someone's home. We had found it by chance tucked away in an inconspicuous side street and we took one of the three fan-cooled rooms. Without missing a beat, we were out and about to see what our neighbourhood, Sao Tomé, had to offer. If
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