A Horse Drawn Carriage Getaway

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Samir's article. Ok, so I lied. Twice. One, I'm writing before Rajistan and two, we're not going there by train, but by plane! Thank you for such a thing as sold out! We went on a Victorian horse and carriage ride the other night, and all these people wanted us to ride in their carriage, but mom was being really picky, but it was really a blessing in disguise. When she finally picked the one she liked, everyone else got really upset, and started yelling at our driver. When we got away, I swear I heard one of the other men sobbing (Alia still says I need a hearing aid). The ride was fine, until these police officers in an armored van yelled at our driver to pull over. They were mad at him because we weren't supposed to go on that road, and when our driver resisted arrest, one of the officers threatened him with a stick. But our driver bravely steered into thicker traffic, and the officers didn't follow. The next day we had planned to go on a boat ride to some caves, but instead we took a taxi to Gandhi's house. Gandhi was the man who, when the British were in control of India, found a way to drive them out. He also brought peace to places like Africa, India and other places so he's pretty big around the world. After that we drove to Dhobi ghats, which is were all of Bombay comes to wash clothes, and there are long lines of stalls filled with water and clothing lines. We went to beach called Cowpatty or Chowpaddy or something like that, but it was really touristy and had an amusement park with man-powered ferris wheels and merry-go-rounds. There were also people selling barbequed corn and peanuts, and there were lots of people offering us massages, which got unimaginably annoying. We found a Baskin Robins later (which wasn't hard, since there are 49 in the city) got some dinner and went home. We didn't do much today, but Jamil got lost and some guy found him and brought him back, and demanded a reward, even though Jamil was on his way back anyways. Dad gave him 50 rupees, but he wanted more, and followed us all the way to our taxi. That's all for now, 'till Rajistan.

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Photos

The Infamous Outlaws
But they don't have our prints!

Dhobi ghat
It is kind of drab, but it's big.