On our way to the beach, we suddenly heard a sound from the tree. Oh, and see a shade in the tree, what could that be?
A man, who'd found a good resting spot in the branches.
One bading chick on an endless beach.
Castles in the sand.
There he was, sleeping. With a ring around his upper body - why not?
Fishing boats
Preparing the nets after today trip on the sea.
Finally, heads on a row in Margao yesterday.
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