To the reight, Ellen K and Martin having their first sun tanning session for
the trip.
The staff like to impress with their toweling skills making
up snakes and all kind of funny animals with their towels.
The staff's puke green house in the back yard. No lack of coloring
imagination there.
The
Renton Manor Hotel, an old fashion, somewhat threadbare and purely
maintained one but more than OK. The fan works and the air conditioning
works. And it's clean and the toilet works.
The palm trees in
the back garden.
We even have a balcony where we can sit and have a night cap
when the the temperature has dropped to more reasonable level let's say in
the middle of the 20ties.
Took a cab drive to pick up some
extra cash. Passed past a swamp on the route.
Local sugar mill along the road. You see them all over the
place in Goa.
Ellen K bought herself a skirt along the road.
Time for some lunch and the local fish was nice and OK.
The water pipes of the establishment.
The local waiter posing with Ellen.
A shop
that sells all kinds of bags in all kinds of shapes and colors.
The buzzing streets of Goa.
The next day, Nov 29th,
Martin managed to get sick again. This time tummy upset of some kind.
