For my last full night in Goa, the sun again managed to break through the haze, pull the clouds in and present a stunner of a sunset. We were driving the whole time and usually that might make a photographer sad but I felt elated as I hung my head out the window and let the warm breeze whip my hair from my face for an unobstructed view of the fields and towns lit by the setting sun. Palm trees became abstract modern art and birds swooped in and out of frame in what seemed like a slow dance. I didn't yet know how bittersweet the next day would be. All I knew at that moment was that I'd somehow managed to finally fall in love with India during #escape2goa ....