Diu: to write at length about it would be to revolt against the spirit of the place. Diu is a former Gujarati and Ottoman port island that was held by the Portuguese for some 400 years, and has adopted a charming Portuguese indolence. I spent a few days doing little but wandering the old Portuguese streets, lounging on the quiet beaches, and listening to the drunken ramblings of the handful of alcoholic Gujaratis who still loiter about this Prohibition-free enclave on weeknights. There are lovely old Portuguese churches. The church of St Paul looks like some sort of giant, maritime-themed pastry, the sort of place Princess Peach would build if she were a born-again Catholic. There's a fort on the tip of the island, and another, incredibly phallic fort seemingly afloat in the straits.
Just spent the whole day unsuccessfully trying to overcome layers of red Indian red tape in a big, bland industrial city. Just thinking about Diu makes me want to kick back and have a banana lassi over some coconut-curried prawns.
What to say about Diu? I don't know, man, I just sat around and ate seafood all day. Diu is all right in my book.
Dec 18, 2009
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