Anjuna, Goa Tales #2–Making a Home as an Expat

Early morning in Anjuna is muy tranquilo.  The sun is hazy, as if the eyes of light are only small cracks, barely awake.  The humidity is tolerable but nudging its sticky back around the corner quickly.  Peacocks roam in the neighboring fields, bobbing their heads above the grass, while making the strangest sounds. When I … More Anjuna, Goa Tales #2–Making a Home as an Expat