It has been nine months since Brian and I have had a place to call home. Nine months of constant moving. We spent three months in a tent in the U.S. National Parks, five months sleeping in a cornucopia of South American beds, and three weeks in the guest houses of northern India. We needed a home like Linus needs his blanket.
So we found one. A perfect little apartment, fifteen minutes walk from Palolem and Patnem beaches in southern Goa. It’s incredibly low-key and peaceful here. Monkeys play in the trees above our balcony. Cows meander slowly down the street.
I am reveling in the small things. I take great joy in leaving my toothbrush on the sill, drinking coffee on my couch, and saying things like “I’m tired, do you want to go home now?” instead of “I’m tired, do you want to go back to our hostel and do you by chance remember where it is? No? Me neither.”
Home. A place to unwind. It feels so deliciously good to be here.
Please, let me show you around.
The keys to our little apartment
Our street in Patnem
My toothbrush’s home
Our only decoration. Ganesh, the overcomer of obstacles.
Patnem Beach where I take morning runs and evening walks
A popular Patnem past time
A favorite breakfast spot
Our welcoming committee. This sweet girl greets us as we come and go from our apartment.
These sleepy streets are home for the next two months as I devote myself to writing and Brian devotes himself to the Game of Thrones series. Afterwards? There is more of India to explore. But for now we are here to rest. To be.
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