Cows on the beach

The rest of our stay in Cochin was great. The woman running our cookery course was fantastic, quote of the day from her - 'I'm Indian, This is my home. But I don't like India people'... She taught us to cook 5 different curries and chapatti, and even better we got a huge feast of it all at the end. She also explained to us the reason behind all the police with AK-47s on the island that day - apparently it was on terror alert.
The train journey to Goa was surprisingly enjoyable for a 15 hour train journey - comfy beds which fold away during the daytime and down at night, air conditioning which made a fleece necessary for me, and Biriyani brought to our seats. I'm actually looking forward to the next one on Thursday!
We're currently in Goa (Anjuna - previously famed for hippies, drugs and parties, now not so much), until Thursday when we head to Mumbai. We tried yoga. Kev was good at it. It turns out my complete lack of bendiness isn't designed for it.. We then hired a scooter and went on a bit of a tour (Kev drove. I dug my fingers in his back and prayed..). Conversation when we hired it from the guest house where we're staying :
Owner - do you have a license?
Kev - Yes.
Owner - for a bike?
Kev - No.
Owner - Keep some money separate in case the police stop you. They probably won't.

There are cows on the beach EVERYWHERE! It's really funny to see - they'll be a normal scene of people sunbathing on loungers, and then a cow in the shade of the umbrella! I want to put a photo with this, but unfortunately this computer doesn't seem to like the camera very much. More photos once I can. Off to Mumbai in a couple of days and then a couple of weeks making our way slowly to Darjeeling via Delhi and Agra amongst other places.