Postcard from Mumbai, India
Mumbai, formerly Bombay, has graciously hosted Nik and I’s adventure for the past three days. Our bus ride from Udaipur was better than I expected, but sleepless.
So far we have walked through neighborhoods, browsed bookstalls and bookstores, watched pick-up cricket matches, seen scores of outdoor laundry stalls, ridden the commuter train during rush hour, strolled along the beach side, and walked out to a mosque along a land bridge that is consumed by the sea at high tide. Mumbai is the first truly “international” city we have been in since San Francisco in May, and it is a huge relief. There is something about this city that is familiar although it is still so foreign.
We leave tomorrow on a day train to the beach state of Goa. The area has come with mixed reviews, but our goal is to find a peaceful end to our month long journey.