I have arrived. Leaving -34 C and arriving +30C is quite the experience. Sort of like being launched into outer space...but much warmer.
It was a 19 hour flight and I've arrived at Chris' place my couchsurfing host in Mumbai. He has a three bedroom apartment in Mumbai. I didn't remember that I would be crossing the international dateline, so I actually arrived in the future in India, December 2nd. I lost a whole day.
The thing that throws you is the bobble head. You don't know if they are saying yes or no. When you ask a questions and they hear you, and you think it's a yes....but could it be no? It's kinda disconcerting...you want to laugh, but that wouldn't be right....
The second day I was in Mumbai, Chris also hosted two Russian girls named Yulia and Sasha. They were scared to death so I took them on the ride of their lives....an auto rickshaw driver to our Metro (subway) stop Sakinaka station. Then we rode the most beautiful subway R15 (yes, it was much better than the LRT) and then we transferred onto their other (old line)(okay, not better than then the LRT) where we bought 2nd class ticket R5 to CST station. I went to get my ticket to leave to Pune. The ride to Pune is 3.5 hours and I bought at 2nd class ticket for R140 (so around $2.50 Cdn) Yes, I did say 2.50. Incredible.
I almost came to blows with another Canadian when he cut in front of me in the ticket line...actually he tried to cut in front of 5 people who were in front of me. He wasn't successful and the lady behind the ticket counter was pretty proud of me! Hee Hee. I couldn't believe the wanker.
My last couple of days in Mumbai have been getting used to 30 degree heat, the absolute incredible traffic and taxi/autorickshaw(tuk tuk ) drivers. The pollution is absolutely choking here. And rush hour...well, even Toronto traffic doesn't hold a candle to this. It's staggering. It's like a auto rickshaw race.Every rickshaw for themselves. You get used to the absolute mayhem and learn to hang on. It's as close as you get to a mechanical horse race. Yee Ha!
Pune is next....
It was a 19 hour flight and I've arrived at Chris' place my couchsurfing host in Mumbai. He has a three bedroom apartment in Mumbai. I didn't remember that I would be crossing the international dateline, so I actually arrived in the future in India, December 2nd. I lost a whole day.
The thing that throws you is the bobble head. You don't know if they are saying yes or no. When you ask a questions and they hear you, and you think it's a yes....but could it be no? It's kinda disconcerting...you want to laugh, but that wouldn't be right....
The second day I was in Mumbai, Chris also hosted two Russian girls named Yulia and Sasha. They were scared to death so I took them on the ride of their lives....an auto rickshaw driver to our Metro (subway) stop Sakinaka station. Then we rode the most beautiful subway R15 (yes, it was much better than the LRT) and then we transferred onto their other (old line)(okay, not better than then the LRT) where we bought 2nd class ticket R5 to CST station. I went to get my ticket to leave to Pune. The ride to Pune is 3.5 hours and I bought at 2nd class ticket for R140 (so around $2.50 Cdn) Yes, I did say 2.50. Incredible.
I almost came to blows with another Canadian when he cut in front of me in the ticket line...actually he tried to cut in front of 5 people who were in front of me. He wasn't successful and the lady behind the ticket counter was pretty proud of me! Hee Hee. I couldn't believe the wanker.
My last couple of days in Mumbai have been getting used to 30 degree heat, the absolute incredible traffic and taxi/autorickshaw(tuk tuk ) drivers. The pollution is absolutely choking here. And rush hour...well, even Toronto traffic doesn't hold a candle to this. It's staggering. It's like a auto rickshaw race.Every rickshaw for themselves. You get used to the absolute mayhem and learn to hang on. It's as close as you get to a mechanical horse race. Yee Ha!
Pune is next....
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