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How I Found My New Purpose In India
Just arrived in Goa — and it turns out, my baggage came too
“India has a unique, irresistible energy,” people told me. “Go with the flow,” they said.
Ready for whatever this country had in store, I couldn’t wait to explore the beaches, food and yoga in Goa — the first taste of my dream journey. But I didn’t expect to be challenged so soon after arriving.
Arriving in Goa
Heaving my enormous backpack onto my shoulders, I made my way through the airport and into the dry February heat of Goa. Dozens of taxi drivers shouted for my attention. Spotting a man quietly holding a sign with my name on it, I breathed a sigh of relief.
We sped toward my accommodation on Ashvem Beach. Booking this private transfer had been worth every penny. Looking out at the foliage and dusty streets lit by the afternoon sun, I realised the culture shock I’d feared wasn’t hitting me. Goa’s touristy vibe and the signs in English seemed surprisingly familiar — though seeing cows meandering in the road made me smile. I was really in India now.
It wouldn’t be long before I’d settle in, join my first yoga class and even sleep in a teepee. The adventure had begun.
