pitch black

after a 24 hour train journey that started in aurangabad after a busy day visitinhg the ellora temples, i arrived in the state of goa and got in a taxi that took me to anjuna beach.
on our way through the bumpy pitch dark road it started pouring down with rain so strong that i couldn't see anything ahead. however this didn't deter the driver from heading off in full speed.
the heavy rain had caused a power cut and when we got to the guest house of my choice, they didn't want to let me stay. as i was soon to find out, since in the rain season there are hardly any tourists, most places close down and so did this one. however, as the power was luckily restored, i managed to persuade the owner to let me stay this one night. i wondered how wise that was when i finally saw the room but, at that moment, i just wanted a place to stay rather than wandering through the night in search for one.
the room was very simple - two single beds and a sink - and the communal toilet and showers were outside. everything was damp and it looked like they didn't bother to clean up after the last occupants, as if the possibility of having more guests was utterly out of the question and the effort involved in cleaning would be pointless until the start of the next season. also, the meaning of the expression 'grotty showers' mentioned at some point in my guidebook to advise travellers to bring flip flops, was perfectly illustrated here, although at this point, i couldn't care less.
i went to bed straight away. outside, teeming with rain, its roaring sound against the roof lulling me to sleep, all the lights out.