Two months of stress and chaos on the road around India eventually brought us to Goa’s Agonda, famous for its ‘doing fuck all’ reputation. It’s a place we wanted to avoid first, as it’s a well known area to many international holidaymakers and European wannabe yoga teachers, but in the end we gave into its relaxed spirit. At the end of the day it’s a place to soak your tired limbs in the salty Arabian sea, rest in one of the overpriced beach huts and to eat a far from authentic tasting Russian salad. It’s a place to chill, to take day trips to nearby villages and leisurely hikes.