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Mumbai

Bombay & Mumbai = Bumbay.

sunny 32 °C

The train station in Mumbai was intense! Flies, wee, tons and tons of people saying 'taxi madam?'. I'd agreed to meet the two UK ladies at the station - Abbey & Tara, and this other guy Tim was there too. So met them and along with this nutty Israeli woman, we argued with a few taxi drivers (I didn't! she did), on the price of a taxi into town. So got this one mad dude who was mental loud and seemed a bit agressive! The three of us in the back just nodded and said 'yup' every now and then as he waffled away VERY LOUDLY. We were too knackered to reply or waffle back.

We had a stroke of luck just rocking up to the Sea Shore Hotel and getting two rooms! My attempts to just rock up to anywhere \ any trains etc up until now have not been uber successful, so I was surprised to see that a hotel I actually wanted to stay in had a room. HUZZAH!
After a wash, we strolled down to the Gateway of India which was pretty cool. There were a ton of lads and lassies selling stuff down there, giant balloons (wtf?), knick knacks, pictures, boat rides etc. Saw the TAj Mahel Hotel which looked fierce fancy. The girls headed back to the hotel, while I went shopping BIG STYLE! Went mad so I did buying shite. I needed new flip flops and sunglasses as the others were destroyed after Goa. (I'm on my 3rd pair of sunglasses so far this trip. That's nearly 1 pair a week!! Glad I didn't buy those real Ray Bans now. ) Bought a fierce trendy top too to fit in with my new hippie ensemble. It consists of swampy jocks, hairband, prayer beads and a sequined bag and sequined shoes. Plus I'm reading Shantaram. (which is very interesting, except for the parts where they go into discussing philosophy..yawnnn)

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Later on I had a hot date with a donut. WILD. The other ladies weren't up for going out as they were knackered and it's not really fun strolling around Mumbai at night on your todd. The room was sooo hot though - just sat there in my pantaloons letting the fan blow the extremely warm air round and round and round and round.. Rab C Kenny.

Posted by squeakylee 14:11 Archived in India Tagged mumbai

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