I wasn't going to let the last day in Goa be boring so I got up at the butt crack of dawn (yeah, they have those here too) and walked around the hotel and fort to the ramparts, stood at the cannon turrets and surveyed the Arabian Sea like some potentate! LOL. Doddle and I had rented scooters at the Holiday Village and we drove them to Fort Aguada but it rained the rest of the time and we didn't really get a chance to drive around Goa. But we got to drive them a short distance, on the left of the road.
I got one more pehelwan maalish before we checked out and it was back to Dabolim for the bumpy ATR flight to Bengaluru.
It was sad to leave Goa, but, it was back to reality and to lovely air-conditioned Bangalore.
We landed back at the fabulous airport and took a Meru taxi home. Meru taxis are awesome, well-organized and quick. All the Meru taxis were Chevys, so someone's buying them! We got home and crashed in front of the TV and relaxed.
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