FIVE - Bus trials

I have not had much chance to do much blogging, but now have found a hotel where the computer is OK, except it keeps dropping the link!
We are still in Sinquerim, Candolim. This is the 'best' end of the long beach which goes as far north as Baga.
There is a bus that runs parallel with the beach - but inland from it. We went on the bus last evening, but the experience of London buses does not prepare you for this! Although there are allowed 12 passengers standing, it is a tiny bus, with doors at front and middle, so the conductor had to be very sharp and domineering to keep people from boarding, and the bus stopped for perhaps 30 seconds to allow the unfortunate passengers off and on.
The doors are kept open, so if you are near the opening, you might just likely fall off. The pace of progress is wild - and because you cannot see out if you are standing, we managed to get off too far past our destination, which was a side road in Calangute.
The purpose of the trip was to try and find a post office. As usual we had a lot of post cards for family but nowhere in this district is a post box. There is a rumour of a post office, which is apparently closed for the Hindu festival which is on at present.
Nobody had any idea of how we could post the cards, although you can buy stamps at local shops. Finally my idea worked, you walk into the poshest hotel, in this case Goan Heritage (5 star I guess) and just hand the cards to the bloke at the reception desk, simple. But the bus back here was even more of a nightmare as, being Friday, people were going off home or going to work, and forget all about 12 standing, it was more like 30. You just have to hang on and hope for the best - fun though.