Some scenes from around Agonda. The building has gone on and on, and as charter flights are now coming in every day from Europe, Agonda's starting to see a bit of business happening. In my humble opinion, it is way overbuilt - the beach isn't quite the chock-a-block development that you see in Palolem, but they are jamming in way too many huts, one after another along the beach. The Europeans especially don't seem to care - they just want immediate access to the beach, even if a 'hut' (some are now way beyond being called 'coco-huts') sits right next to the beach getting blasted by quite an intense and hot sun. Not at all pleasant in my opinion. Still, there are peacefull parts of Agonda and some lovely more traditional sights (and typical weird Indian visuals).
The river
Net fishing in the river.
Net fishing on the shoreline.
A usual observation.
North end of the beach, near Godwin & Jenny's.
Rajasthani worker.
Drying fish on the road in upper Agonda.
In upper Agonda.
Forlorn helmit.
Royal Enfield Machismo.
Something else.
Local Rickshaw/taxi guys.
Side of the road professional book sellers.
Bead seller on beach.
Rice straw collection.
Anne at breakfast at 'My Place'.
Anne at 'the big cross'.
