Bright light was shining through our window this morning and we woke up quickly to get out an explore. We rented a scooter from next door and we rode North to Agonda Beach, a deserted beach. I’m sure is lovely in the high season but the cloud started to set in and the beach sea looked murky so we carried on up the coast for about another 45 minutes to the fort Cabo de Rama. 
The drive was outstanding through rice paddies, hilltops, farmlands and palm trees. And even I got back in the driving seat, as they say, you’ve got to get back on the horse. 

When we arrived, we fort a fairly derelict fort which was extremely badly kept but once you walked into it, we could see some of the most stunning views we have seen this trip. The coastlines of north and south Goa protruded covered in jungle and Palm trees. We walked along the fort line and took in the views before clambering down the sea edge. It was perfectly easy to feel as though you were back in the 1600s with the British invading into the shores in their redcoats and muskets. And we sat there for a while taking it all in. 

We then drove back down to Palolem and enjoyed lunch in a rooftop lounge before taking the drive down South to Galgibag Beach. When we arrived the sun was out and we were only two of four people on the beach. It was gorgeous and finally we had found that view of the picturesque Goan beach which we had been searching for. We lay down to read and sunbathe and within five minutes the omnipresent monsoon rains began. For the first time since being here, we felt cold. 

So we hopped back onto the scooter and sped home to shower, dry and warm ourselves. We had a couple of beers and played some cards with Jacob, a German guy we had met and ended up heading out for dinner with him and Ron, the manager of the hostel. 
We indulged ourselves and drank beer while playing pool into the night before heading back to sleep.