Staying in a church with bright sky-blue Mickey Mouse curtains, listening to the ocean after midnight. Walking the long, empty beaches with Ganesh looking after me. The white Portuguese churches glaring in the midday sun. A fort, an island prison and a boat with silly decorations and loud cheesy songs taking the Indians weekenders for a short sail. Fresh fish and cheap beer. Colourful houses and shy "namaste". Jesus in a glass tomb.