Two days later, I collected the bicycle and was more than impressed by the
professional service received. The mechanic was good and replaced all the worn parts.
I ordered two new tyres and had to wait a day or two until they arrived. In the
meantime, investigating the old part featuring old houses with colourful door and
window frames was a fun way to while away the time. The area was still awfully
Portuguese right down to the lace curtains and sleeping cats.
That evening, I sat upon one of the tiny wrought-iron balconies overlooking the
street, enjoying a beer and masala peanuts. The following day, I collected the bicycle
and was, once again, ready to roll.
Punji – Agonda - 75 km
If ever you were inclined to envy my life, this day wasn’t one to envy. A day that
should’ve been effortless, turned out surprisingly challenging. Although well-rested
and on a newly serviced bike running smoother than it did in months, I felt tired and
lacked energy. The coastal route was hilly, but I ground up and over the hills. Certain
days require more mental strength than others.
Reaching the high point was with great relief – after which the road descended all the
way into bustling Agonda, which sported rows and rows of beach huts, touristy stalls,
and beach restaurants. A beach hut came at more than I bargained for, but I had no
energy to search for a better deal. Staying an extra day came naturally.
Even though Agonda has grown beyond all measures, it continues to be a relaxing
place to kick back.