Around Baga, Goa

Well, I suppose this counts as our first full day as we arrived on Goan soil (tarmac) with a thump, bang on midnight, to 25 Deg C.   Brill.
Scary car ride from Dabolim to Ronil, Baga, mostly on the wrong side of the road, for mostly no apparent reason.  Questions like “Why the fuck are you on the right hand carriage way?” were met with cool indifference by our driver.  That, “driver” is a loosely defined term for whosoever wants to sit on the RHS front of the car, and steer all over the road.   Absolutely no further qualifications required.
So, got to hotel only to be told our request for a ground floor room had been denied, and we had been allocated a room on the second floor of the building behind the building which appears in the on-line photos.   Ah, well, legs could do with a wee bit exercise to sub for hiking round CPGC.
Curry for breakfast at 08:00, after only 5 hours kip.   Constitution building, eh?
 Oh, did I mention the A/C.  It’s the one for the whole of the main building and it points at floor two of the back building.   Sounds like an asthmatic jet plane not sure if it wants to take off or not.   I wish it would.   
Did the usual:  Beer and veggie burger on the beach.   Walk along beach.   Met two “gentlemen” from Hindustan who, I realized later had half-inched my glasses, being the only things of any value they could reach before the Lifeguard/police jeep driver (There’s that much over rated word again) gently chased them off.
Photo collage From top left, clockwise:-
Recycle?
What’s wrong with this ladder?
What has 3 legs and 4 feet, and saves lives if it can be rssed?
Wet selfie.
Sittin’ on my butt on the bay, watchin’ the fish swim on away.
Bollocks? Yes, but he got the hump when I tried to engage him in conversation.