Of course, one must also look at the times around here. Drum appointment in the morning with Daniel at the beach for breakfast. Actually, Hugo wanted to, but it was still too flat from the Porte wine the previous evening. Been swimming up and down to the last bike tour, but still see time NEN temple. But the way was the goal, and the same was blocked at the beginning: (

Had my motorcycle parked in front of NEM hotel next door here, was probably not so smart. Two broken tires are just not well, more to it. First fix the Schlauchflickwallah and mature, while its nice breakfast and start the day but so slowly.

Lunch we went really going on, what a romantic reminder of the south repairing breaks on the bike trip direction. First of Malaya for Lakeview (or something similar), then a pause and then continue to the said temple. The Lake View Restaurant eating, super nice area. Right after I had parked my bike and straight times 50 yards away, a street dachshund mixed with NEM the partial tree and piss on my helmet, (Well, welcome to Goa.

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Nevertheless, the region enjoyed, so go for a walk around the lake afterwards. Eventually, we were around three quarters, went farther in the water we want to risk not of course. The only way out was held back an overgrown jungle path slightly above long. Brave as I was ahead, but abandoned gelich again, the plants looked too prickly to be poorly maintained. Get out of the brushwood, and everything itches. Really, it itches, itches, itches, damn amazing arms, legs, the whole body itches like crazy. Evening, then I learn from the locals, that there are trees whose pollen is toxic, because of what is nonsense? Incredibly, after this miserable attack of nature was nothing more to do with myself. Everything was just itching to find the temple, we have then postponed again and are still ne nice ne island tour over back.

This has the itch is given to the lucky after a good shower, but things had to be washed and even my backpack is now ne Juckquelle ... What a day.

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