I first spotted him at the Friday night jam session at Sea Rock Bar and couldn’t believe my eyes. The son of God was right there hiding behind a pillar at the doorway to the bar. I’ve since spotted him 2 other times on the road but each time I didn’t have my camera with me to take a photo of him. But trust me, he was the spitting image of Jesus himself. I haven’t seen him talk to anyone and he’s been wearing the same white robe and carrying the same satchel every time I’ve seen him. I’m guessing he’s camping somewhere or sleeping in the pews of one of the churches in the area (Goa has a heavy Portuguese influence and thus is a predominately Christian area).