Thirty years ago it had not roads, no electricity, and no rules. Now, things have changed, but there is still only one road, and no rules.
|This is the little steeple on the hill.|
There is something very special about Anjuna. At this time of year the weather is perfect. It is sunny and warm, and the ocean gets warmer every day.
Life is slower and more relaxed in Anjuna. For example, a perfect day in Anjuna started with an early swim and tanning session on the beach. If you get to the beach before eleven you will find only locals. I loved to sit and watch the local expat kids swim, play racket ball, and generally have a wonderful time on the beach.
|This is the chai shop where I usually had a chair on the beach.|
|I love the little walking (or motorbike) paths all over the village.|
|Path to the beach.|
|Path to visit a friend.|
I'm not sure if I described Anjuna well, but in many ways it is a difficult place to describe. I will leave you with this: Anjuna has it's own special magic. As a woman, Mariposa, put it to me in an interview, "Goa is a different paradise for each person."