.......Mumbai's not exactly mad in the rave sense of the word. It's just pretty fucked up. Noise, hassle, taxis, drowning elephant gods in the sea. I'm lost for words.....and I was only there 3 days. I'm kind of glad I did it, but I won't be going back. The one massive positive I'm taking away from Mumbai is Elephanta Island. There are no elephants there, but monkeys a plenty. Other than that, i've been ripped off numerous times, stood in plenty off cow poo's and had a drunken taxi driver crash over a central reservation - the only central reservation in Mumbai, it possibly through him. On the train to Delhi I fell flat on my face, then knocked a light off the roof which fell in to a womans curry. I'm on fire. Since I've been in Delhi I've had men trying to usher me in to a mosque and been in a car crash. I've been in Delhi for 8 hours. INDIA. SORT YOUR LIFE OUT. I'm off to the North tomorrow to find some tranquility in the mountains. I'll be back next week with an update.
I've just read this back and it's really negative. It's been ok. Maybe it's just because I have the shits?
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