Today was mostly a transit day, leaving Udaipur on an early flight to Mumbai (nice airport!) and then another flight to Goa. Then a two-hour drive to the hotel.

The first words spoken to me by a Goan: “We’re Western; we don’t say ‘namaste’ here.” Which turns out to be untrue, by the way.

The tour company books a variety of hotels; this one in Goa happens to be rather posh. Sadly we’re here only two nights.

Here are a few photos to mark the day and take advantage of reliable internet. Reliable, that is, when the electricity is on . . .