The beach is all but deserted.

I'm still on Anjuna beach. Didn't move. Nope. Like it here. Typing this is my greatest mental excersion of the last week.

We spend our days reading on the beach, or riding around the area on bikes, visiting nearby beaches. We have some lunch and then we push off again. We usually have dinner somewhere closer to home. Sometimes I swim. We play football in the evenings. Then we might go to a bar, or sit around the guest house in hammocks, having a laugh, listening to music, playing Playstation.

My brain is switched to standby.

The beach is all but deserted.

This is still officially monsoon season for today and tomorrow, so the package holiday crowd haven't arrived yet, just back-packers getting the early sun of the post-monsoon Indian Summer. They say in a month there will be ten thousand holiday-makers in Anjuna. At the moment you would be pushed to find one hundred. It's so totally chilled. I live on very little. I go home in two days. Not looking forward to leaving here.

Toby.