Arrived in Mapusa at around eleven o'clock. From here we got a bus to Anjuna Beach for only Rs.3.
We were disappointed to find out that the Beach Cottages had to be hired for at least one week, at a cost of Rs.700. Not bad at £1 a day each, but we didn't want to stay as long as a week on one beach.
Also, the motorbikes cost Rs.200 per day instead of 100.
After a cup of tea at one of the many cafés on the coast, we set off in search of somewhere to stay. Somewhere turned out to be a large hut with a concrete floor and a rather narrow double bed. The toilet was a hole in a concrete block in a separate building. The shower was a well and a bucket. Rather basic accommodation, but Rs.20 each is not a lot of money.
Next to our building is a sort of hut made purely from palm tree leaves, apart from supporting pillars made from sun-dried mud bricks at each corner. A family live there, and their job seems to be to look after the guest house accommodation and the guests themselves.
We were not altogether convinced that this was the best accommodation in Anjuna, so we looked around for an alternative. We found another place for the same price. The "toilet" was smellier, but there was a proper shower. Another place had a fan in the room as well as an en-suite bathroom (with a proper flushing toilet). This was a massive Rs.75 a night each, so we couldn't allow ourselves to be tempted.
We spent a little time on the beach, but it wasn't much good, as we hadn't yet bought ourselves beach mats. Almost all the women on the beach are topless and wear G-strings, but it doesn't seem the same as Cape Town.
In the evening we ate in a rather overpriced restaurant and had a couple of beers. After a walk along the beach we returned to our luxury air-conditioned apartment.
I capped the day off perfectly by losing the bucket in the well.
We were disappointed to find out that the Beach Cottages had to be hired for at least one week, at a cost of Rs.700. Not bad at £1 a day each, but we didn't want to stay as long as a week on one beach.
Also, the motorbikes cost Rs.200 per day instead of 100.
After a cup of tea at one of the many cafés on the coast, we set off in search of somewhere to stay. Somewhere turned out to be a large hut with a concrete floor and a rather narrow double bed. The toilet was a hole in a concrete block in a separate building. The shower was a well and a bucket. Rather basic accommodation, but Rs.20 each is not a lot of money.
Next to our building is a sort of hut made purely from palm tree leaves, apart from supporting pillars made from sun-dried mud bricks at each corner. A family live there, and their job seems to be to look after the guest house accommodation and the guests themselves.
We were not altogether convinced that this was the best accommodation in Anjuna, so we looked around for an alternative. We found another place for the same price. The "toilet" was smellier, but there was a proper shower. Another place had a fan in the room as well as an en-suite bathroom (with a proper flushing toilet). This was a massive Rs.75 a night each, so we couldn't allow ourselves to be tempted.
We spent a little time on the beach, but it wasn't much good, as we hadn't yet bought ourselves beach mats. Almost all the women on the beach are topless and wear G-strings, but it doesn't seem the same as Cape Town.
In the evening we ate in a rather overpriced restaurant and had a couple of beers. After a walk along the beach we returned to our luxury air-conditioned apartment.
I capped the day off perfectly by losing the bucket in the well.
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