The LaLiT Mumbai
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- Swimming pool
- Non-smoking hotel
- Room service
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... things on my list and then make my way to the post office. I had no idea it was going to be an all afternoon affair. Well not quite that long but it took me nearly two and a half hours to get it done. First you fill out a form, then you have to take it somewhere and make two copies because they won't photocopy it at the post office and you get one copy and then need the other two. Then when you come back you have to wait for one guy to wrap the box in cloth- he won't start this while ...
... of kilos of clothes and linen in 1026 open air troughs. We first spotted it by seeing hundreds of white (ish) sheets hanging up to dry and on getting closer it was a pretty crazy sight. We did a final stop at Mumbai Central to have a wander round the area and had lunch by sampling various street food. I've no idea what they were called but I had some crispy cabbage ball things and a dosa (rice pancake) with a spicy and a yoghurty sauce. After heading back ...
Today started with the buffet breakfast provided by the hotel - for the first time the buffet is only Indian food which I think is great. Not sure what some of the dishes were but they were super tasty. We then headed to the closest railway station "Churchgate" to catch the train to Mumbai Central. There was a "ladies only" queue which I joined to get out tickets - a foreigner can purchase a 1 day ticket second class for 75 rupee, that does us. Then onto ...
... bunk is folded down so that three people sit on the lower bunk as a bench, it faces another bench making a little compartment. The upper bunk remains for people who want to have a nap during the ride. The windows are open air with bars on them, not sure if they are to keep people or animals from coming in and out (maybe both). We shared our area with 2 older Indian men and across the walkway were 2 nice Indian women. They were all quite nice, but one of the ...
... The only word that comes to mind in regards to describing the Indian roadways is maniacal—the roads are essentially a medium in which all forms of transportation mix, mingle, and nearly collide. Lanes are merely suggestion, and a majority of traffic signals are utterly disregarded. The taxi ride served as a good transition to the mode of transportation I would be later encountering—the autorickshaw. But more on that later.
Something I hadn’t expected ...