Before you head to a new place, you might have heard about or read about it but you won’t truly experience it until you are there. There are things that will surprise you and/or make you wonder about each desitination. Goa was full of surprises.


Every where. On the beach. In the road. Outside the hotel. Sunbathing. You constantly see cows just enjoying life or holding up traffic. It’s crazy going to the beach and seeing a cow chilling on the sand or getting stuck in a traffic jam because a cow is in the way.


I knew it was going to be a relatively cheap destination but had no idea just how cheap. That beach blanket I’ve wanted for ages but would cost me 30€ on the beaches of Tenerife… £4.50. Room service… £5 for a full on spread. Snacks… 20p. It was great, we barely spent any money.

Pretty beaches

I honestly had no idea how stunning some of the beaches were. A lot of Goa is run down and poverty stricken and for some reason, I thought that correlated with the beaches. Beautiful golden sand, crystal clear water, scenic backdrops and pretty little crabs.


Photo taking

Every time we went somewhere, Indians would stop us to take a photo. Ash was constantly asked by lads to get his photo taken and being the nice guy he is, always stopped. Me on the other hand, I thought it was a bit weird so would carry on walking whilst they got snap happy. It was always the Indians on holiday who asked for photos, never Goans who are used to see our pale skin. The guy who did my ‘henna’ tattoo told us that they associate white skin with wealth and see it as the most beautiful skin colour. It must be rare for some of the Indian holidaymakers to see a white person so believe they will look good if they take a picture.

Little to do

When I thought about heading to Goa, I pictured a holiday jam packed with activity but it turned out there was surprisingly little to do. There was nothing in the local area except beaches and the market but there was also not much on offer excursion wise unless you wanted to travel halfway across the country and spend the night.

Overconfident/socially awkward

The Indians we encountered were either incredibly overconfident, wanting to talk your ear off, trying to sell you something or the complete opposite and totally socially awkward. There was absolutely no in between.


Cringe TV adverts

I love a bit of cheese and the Indian tv adverts were perfect cheese. They are so bad that they are good and super cringe. My favourite advert was for Voot with a song called Why not? which I still sing now.


A few days into the holiday, we started noticing swastikas everywhere and it was totally weird. We had to Google what it meant and unknown to us, the swastika was actually a symbol of peace before it got corrupted and that is what it signifies.


… is crazy. I’ve encountered some crazy driving in my time but nothing like that. There is no right of way, no stops signs, no traffic lights, cows in the middle of the road, people pulling out on everyone, horns beeping constantly… it’s basically a free for all and pretty scary!

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  1. Abbey Louisa Rose (@abbeylouisarose) says:

    Goa sounds like it was full of surprises! Even though I grew up on a farm in rural Suffolk, I would have to admit that seeing cows roaming about everywhere would be a little strange haha! I would definitely find it quite disconcerting to be asked constantly for pictures as well, I’m not sure I’d feel very safe going out alone – glad you had Ash with you, and good on him for being such a sport! The sound of those cringy TV ads did make me laugh, good job you don’t have to put up with them all the time!

    Abbey xx

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  2. Ratheesh R Nath says:

    Pretty much surprising, I’ve not noticed some of the things you mentioned here though what you said about the cows are true. I’ve also noticed cows freely roaming around the roads and on beaches. anyway, good article. Thanks for sharing this

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