Every cab here is done up in its own unique style within the confines of the windows and interior.
funny billboard where they pay a guy to climb up and down on it all day.
walking around looking for an english bookshop
interesting deco detail
along Marine drive
CST (formerly Victoria Station)
Me weighing myself inside the station
but the ticket I get out says nothing on it! Guess I weigh nothing.
my friend Jai as we enter the porn street off the main road. The hilarious thing is that their definition of porn seems to be about as graphic as the Fabio graced cover of a harlequin romance novel.
uncertain english: lift receiver for self service?
finally found a bookshop with an old copy of the book I was looking for
uncertain english: give your baby polio?
me in the fancy haircut place
6 dollars?! That's highway robbery!
at the club with Nik, Rittu and the family. It's Bingo night, but they call it something else and this game makes no sense to me.
Nik, Vidhart, Rittu, Anya
I begin my walking tour in Kotachiwadi, the area of old Portuguese buildings
Kotachiwadi
walking to Chor Bazaar area of Mumbai
The chaos here is unreal.
so is the dirt
They sell everything at the bazaar. This is the street where old cars and parts go to die and be reborn.
Over at Mani Bhavan, The Ghandi house and museum
I love these things. Someone built a series of dioramas showing scenes from Ghandi's life.
front door to Mani Bhavan
has anyone read Shantarum? I just finished the book, it is fantastic!
Chowpatty beach as I walk back to Malabar Hill from Mani Bhavan
Meeting Jai and friends on the swank rooftop of the inter-continental hotel for dinner
Madison (Jai's partner), Jai and a friend of theirs Peter
WE are in a SKANKY bar called Voodoo
filled with prostitutes, mini mafia dons, and gay guys who would rather have people believe they are picking up prostitutes than that they are gay.
