Brave boy roughes it out the gates.

Bwhahaha, India rocks.. get off the plain. Jump on the first bus I find no idea where its going... coz i decided I'm headed for the train station. Some how I find it even though every one on my buss kindly for got how to speak English *bullshit*. Fought my way to the front of the que to buy a ticket to churchgate station.. get that. Find the plat form.. as everything is in HINDIE on it. Literally ram my way into it half hanging out the door. Next stop you get flung out with the crowed.. fight my way back in an get a good spot and talk crap for 15 min with the rain streaming through the window. Walk in the general direction of where Coloba is.. over shoot it a bit but land up at the cheapest guest house in town 385 rupees an night. Delight Guest house is the name, but its a maze of doors all looking the same and you can never find your way back... its awesome.

Not bad for my first day back in India... But I'm buggered my clocks are literally fucked. The plane trip was a nightmare so cramped I think I have grown 10 feet, it was not like that last time.

Posted in blog | Tagged India | Mumbai

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