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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Belinda: As much as I hate to admit it, it wasn't love at first sight for India and me. India, the country I have been dreaming of visiting for so long. Phil: I knew this was a dud country. Can we go home now? ... And we ended up paying 1 dollar each to stay in an air conditioned cinema, watching a movie in Hindi about a woman detective...just to avoid the heat of Mumbai, the honking, the dirty streets, the smell of urine, the sight of ...
... ravers. Colour was being thrown around and big showers rained down on the dance floor washing it off which created a lot of mud and our once white tops looked grubby. I was a little worse for wear on return to the hostel and have lost a portion of my memory but apparently I joined in a sing song in between dashes to the bathroom. The self-inflicted illness lasted through the next morning and we had to move hostels as the other guys were checking out. We were ...
... cakes to give to their gods....one was really pushy but thank goodness she moved on, eventually. Clíona lost her appetite after that and gave hers to a man without legs... so after us unsuccessfully finding the non existent dance school we headed to crawford market, the source of all markets and bizaars in mumbai. By now miriams sun kissed skin was turning a bit red, but she'll be as brown as a berry tomorrow. Lucky thing! Clíonas freckles are resurfacing! we ...
... a bit of whisky. And also loved to spill everything. Sam and I chatted to him for over an hour about Bombay, Goa and Kerala and found out some 'local' tips whilst drinking Dewar scotch on the rocks and watching a film about illusionists robbing people. Didn't even think about time of flight until we were out of Europe (past Turkey). Food was decent. I had ...
... you need to know what you're doing, where you're going and who you're dealing with - and I didn't have a clue. The dirt, the smells, the scams. I was, I do believe, a little out of my depth. In my defence almost every other traveler I saw was doing it with at least one other person. I had myself as back-up and that's it. That's all I ever have and it puts the onus solely on me to get it right. When it doesn't go right, sometimes I can save it, sometimes I can't. But I have to ...