575 steps

Though I wanted to leave before 7 days, I also wanted to see the famous sunset from the monkey temple. Days passed and I didn't seem to be motivated enough to hire a bicycle and go for it. It wasn't until my last day that I went the cycling, forced by the bus ticket I had already bought.

My last attempt of cycling, back in Diu, had not been pleasant. My knee could not stand the pressure on going to the beach, which was like 5 Km away from town, and Xavi had to ride it back while I went on a moped with Jim.

On this occasion, my knee lasted all day until the 575 steps. To get to a magnificent view of the surroundings you had to be high up in the rocks, and the best place to be was at the monkey temple. 575 steps would get you there, not without taking your breath first. However, the view provided was far more than impressive.

Though everyone goes there to see the sunset, the light an hour before amused me much more. It was then when total equilibrium between colors and forms existed and, so, when sensations where at its peak. Sunset afterwards was a perfect aftermeal just to relax and go back.

The pain going on my knees going down the steps was terrible, but I had to get back before total darkness. Without a proper torch, no reflector, and Indian driving ways, it was too dangerous to cycle in the night. Moonlight, almost full, helped, but wasn't enough. And mosquitoes didn't do the ride much pleasant. Finally, I had to walk the bike as the knee couldn't take it no more and it was too dark to ride anyway. Safely home, I could only rest.