Blood on the dancefloor

Chasing Light

Last October my mother won a holiday to Goa. She seems to be pretty good at this business, it's about the seventh one we've won. So we drove up and as we did the rain came down. For the next week, the sky, the sea and the land were all water. It was a Goa that none of us had ever experienced but turned out incredible. Each footstep became an instant puddle and every shell a little cuddle :)