Our friends on the hill. Apparently they will use this pic to tell everyone
that we hung out and became friends and stuff. I feel like
brad pit.
On the train.
So this is in Goa. Nope, jk. This is outside of mangalore. It was the first beach we got to and it was the coolest. you couldn't swim because of a major undertow but when Luther booted his soccer ball (the concluding play in our game try to kick the ball past me into the ocean) way into the ocean I swam out and barely made it back alive. Whit's got quite the artistic disposition eh?
So this is in Goa. Nope, jk. This is outd\side of mangalore
At this point Whitney and I realized that the gentleman that told us some factoids about the shrine
and had his buddy bless us (for 100 rs a piece) was in fact an undercover tour guide.
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