I find myself between worlds. With one foot still in the cool sand on the beach in Calangute, with the other at home. And so I'm back where I started. The circle has closed. A kind of homecoming. A long-known finding: As soon as you return to a familiar place, no matter how negative the memory,...
Goa - The last Hippies
Are there still hippies from the 60s? When I hear the word Goa, long-haired figures in colorful clothes immediately appear in my mind's eye, hippies, then as now the synonym for alternative lifestyles, for dropouts, for drugs, and psychedelic music. I met them on the way to India, most of them on the...
Goa - On Jason Bourne's Tracks
It takes me a while to realize why the beach looks so familiar. Of course – Jason Bourne Supremacy. The famous early morning scene when Matt Damon aka Jason Bourne runs along the beach (see Bourne Supremacy - Running Scene). Just minutes before he discovers the Russian killer and calls it a day...
Goa – Summer, Sun, hot Sand
Why is morning a different color in India? It is greener, browner, redder than ours. The sleepy view from the train window opens up another world. Somewhere in the distance a blue and white glitter. The sea. In between there are meadows in all colors of green and yellow. Then scorched ground again, as if a flamethrower had been thrown over it. …
Mumbai – Gateway to a foreign World
At some point we break through the thick cloud cover and the sun shines for the first time. It stays that way all the way to the Middle East, where the clouds disperse and reveal a desolate desert with strange circular shadows. I can't explain what it is, but it looks nice. The full moon promises...