02.12.2011 33 °C
So we finally arrived in Mumbai after a 17 hour train journey from Jodhpur. The journey was surprisingly comfortable (relatively speaking) and gave Charlie and I the chance to finally get our teeths stuck into an Indian metropolis.
Having spent the majorety of our time discovering Indian Gate, Colaba, Chowpatty beach, the Museum of Mumbai, CST central station and numerous bizarres/markets we really feel that the last few days have been akin to a European city break. In fact, Mumbai feels very much like London in parts - the architecture has lots of British influence form the early 20th century and the distinct red buses and CST train station feel very much like the heart of the big smoke. Needless to say we have had some much needed city fun.
We experienced our first Bollywood movie at the cinema this evening - fully Hindi with no English subtitles - and were amazed that we had to stand for the Indian National anthem before the film started! However, we did leave at the interval (yes an interval for ice creams!!) as neither of us can speak Hindi...
...of course Mumbai would not be Mumbai without us managing to see a one legged man, bleeding stump and broken tibula exposed from his fly infested wound, begging for money outside of a posh public school for 5 year olds. The kids were more interested in antagonising us than the sight that we were gifted with. This is of course India at its absolutely most craziest and saddest. Having said that - What else would you expect en route to the Odeon in Southend High Street on a Friday night?!
Ross and Charlie xxxx