(scenes from the Panjim pool -- note all the rules -- they love the rules! and the little golden sandals, so precious.)

We say goodbye to Panjim and the pool in a few days -- swimming was one of my favorite activities while living here. Despite my years at Junior life gaurd camp, I swim slow. I'm like a Southern drawl in the water. The cap they make me wear constricts my head and makes my hair look bad. Dave wears a 60's style Speedo. We laugh and float and conduct diving competitions with each other. My scores run from mid 7s to 8.5, D got a 9.2 one time. But there's really no better feeling than being mid backstroke and watching the crows caw by the dotted clouds, atmospheric humidity hanging low and the sky so big and pink.

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