Once upon a time there was a
land blessed with miles upon miles of sun-kissed beaches, a countryside of
verdant splendor and a people who wanted nothing more from life than a “a
homely home and simple pleasures, enough to eat and enough to wear.”
That was Goa, before the advent
of the tourists.
They came in waves – the
conquering hordes, eager to stake their claim to the virgin sands that hugged the
coastline, hungry to explore the coconut tree-lined winding lanes that snaked their
way through a countryside ensconced in a gorgeous cloak of foliage.
The initial invasion was driven
by Flower Power. Roused into anger by the Vietnam War, propelled into protest
by the student uprising in Europe, the rebellious youth headed east in search
of Shangri La.
