Here are the last images of beautiful Goa (Panjim City) where we treated ourselves to a couple of nights of a real bed and a real shower and a boat ride on one of the ferries, which is basically a disco-event and hilarious. We were so far from the sides of the river that you couldn't see a thing but everyone had tons of fun dancing on the boat... that's the crazy photo of the people with the flags above them, especially the men rocked out, and I was afraid it was going to be one of those tipping over ferries you read about in the paper and prayed everybody wouldn't pile over to one side of the boat to look at something since there were really too many people packed on the boat! But we got back to the pier without mishap and then we had fun exploring Panjim City and ate lots of spicy Goan pork and then flew to glam Bombay. We got kicked out of the pool area at the Taj Mahal Hotel ("The Taj") where I had invited the kids for a reminicent drink (I had stayed there, years ago, thanks to the generosity of Enrico, among others, before the terrorist attacks which destroyed the room, a very luxurious room, that I had stayed in, overlooking the "Gateway to India" and the Bay of Bombay) since we were not guests at the hotel, and slunk away and went to have a beer nearby, in more humble surroundings. We had met a movie director from Bombay (a Bollywood director no less) at the airport in Kathmandu, and hooked up with him again in Bombay, and he served as our terrific guide for a couple of days. We enjoyed thoroughly "Mumbai" (again for me)especially the Prince of Wales Museum near the Taj. The hotel that we stayed in will remain uncommented upon... suffice to say that at least they had decent tea and it was cheap and had TV which was great fun after such a long time without. We shared the room, given the prices, and Mum (that would be me) slept in the roll away bed at the foot of the kid's kingsize bed! Here's some mixed up photos.... love to you all.