More than just golden sands

The final drive into Goa was the best part of the whole trip southwards. A 3-lane motorway stint where the 4 of us (still with Max and Alina in Tanzophant) screamed with joy to each other through the walkie-talkies we’ve been using for inter-car communication, followed by palm-fringed country lanes, through small villages with brightly painted houses, fuchsia pink or lilac recurring regularly and slowly the realisation that we’ve reached the Tropics and Tourism.