I had been making good time over the past 4 days averaging about 120km a day. The main reason for this was that i'd been dreaming about Goa for the past 2 months, especially while struggling through the hot, dry Chinese desert. Today was no different. I had become accustomed to the surrounding vegetation and terrain and as such didn't stop too much for taking photo's and other time consuming activities.
 
I ended up stopping at a guest house, only to be scared away by the not so hospitable host, whom threw venom at me and was about to pounce before i jumped on my bike and raced away. it was a bad experience and my first, and only so far, meeting with an unfriendly Indian woman.
 
The next place was awesome. I sat down to a big, spicy meal while watching the 5th Aussie/India cricket ODI with the locals.