Below Belief

The remaining flight to Goa passes without delay and we find ourselves in a hot and dusty airport at Panaji. Some tout offers us 100% discounts at his hotel resort which looks quite posh. I ask him if we really can come for free but he quickly realises his mistake and changes his patter to 50% discount. Not nearly so good.
So we get in a taxi and head off to the city of Panaji. It seems like a ghost town for our first few hours there and every service we require (like money and restaurants) seems to be closed. Then we realise that it’s Sunday and we’ve lost count of the days. Just have to wait till tomorrow…
One thing which can’t wait though is the fact I need another jab today and there are no doctors anywhere to be found in this empty city. We’ve got a room in a small hotel which seems to be being rebuilt around us. I propose to self-inject myself but the thought gives me the creeps. Not knowing how deep to push the needle in, we get by in the end by me stabbing it in and Lizzie pushing the plunger. Even got rid of the air bubbles like they do on TV. Arm’s a bit sore but I presume it’s okay. I’m silently thankful that no more doctors or hospitals will need visiting as part of our holiday.

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