I got up at a quarter to eight to go meet the people I met last night. I got ready, threw my stuff together, decided I needed a quick shower to cool off and was out the door a little late at 8:10. I grabbed my laundry and just threw it in my room, but somehow it was nearly nine by the time I got to the restaurant - and I was supposed to be there at eight or eight thirty. Since the bus wasn't supposed to leave until ten I hung out there until 9:30 just in case. I headed to the bust station to go on my own, only to find there wasn't any bus leaving for at least two hours. It was starting to get really hot, and I couldn't motivate to do it on my own so I headed back to my room. I dumped my stuff and headed for the beach. Less than ten minutes there and I was running for my room - very thankful that I wasn't on a bus! Spent the day on my porch reading, close to my facilities, and out of the sun - a good thing as I got a little too much yesterday.
In the evening the clouds rolled in and there wasn't really any sunset. I went to pizza for diner, then a couple movies: "Vertical Limit" and "The Beach". As I walked out on to the beach afterwards and saw the beams from the lighthouse slowly circling and the flickering lights from the fishermen's torches on the horizon I had a major reality check - I'm was in India!
On walk back I passed a group of North Americans and joined them for a beer. There aren't a lot of Americans around this part of India so it was remarkable to see a dozen of them. They were volunteers for Habitat for Humanity - a pay to work NGO - with the weekend off.