flock here for the drink. The town is on a pretty small island and the main beaches are at the other end from the main town. On our last day there we got a tuk-tuk out and went for a walk along one of the quietest of them. Unfortunately every now and then as we walked down the beach we got a
bit of a whiff in the air which we assumed was from the sea but as we got to the end of the beach (which was also the end of the island, near a small fishing village) the smell became much worse
. With dismay we realised we had strayed into what appeared to be the towns cr*pping zone. We were in the middle of a turd minefiled. After picking our way through this the smell only got worse and what we thought were shells beneath our feet turned out to be fish heads.We'd gone from cr*pping zone to wandering into the town's fishermen's dumping ground for fish bits! Tons of them! The heat was obiously really helpful for the wonderful aroma. We also had a bit of fun getting back to town as we decided not to bother paying for a tuk tuk for the 5 mile trip and instead opted for hitching. We got picked up by a "cool" indian guy on his motorbike and had a nice spin
back into town. At least it blew the smell away.
Diu is a bit of a suprise. It was still ruled by the Portugese, along with Daman and Goa, up until 1961 when India and Portugal actually went to war when India invaded the enclaves to get them back. Obviously Gandhi hasnt had too big an impact on how they handle their foreign policy! Because of this Portugese influence its quite a bit different from the India we've seen so far with a good bunch of mediterranean style buildings and churches and a much more relaxed atmosphere. Beers are cheap(er) and as it is the only place in its state where alcohol is legal, Indian tourists