Every morning in Goa, we went down to one of the restaurant´s on the beach to start with a breakfast.
We went to a place called Tropicana, a very nice place.
The workers were good, friendly and not creepy like other restaurants on the beach.
One of the days we ordered English breakfast, it was so good.
Maybe the food tasted extra good because we sat outside, in the shadow, the sand under our feet and fresh air. The warm, salty sea behind us. The restaurant played good music. But most important, we had each other. We friends. Happy to spend last days together.