We returned to Mumbai, our Indian hometown, at 7am, Sunday, March 12. I was a little the worst for wear, because I had been in and out of my bunk bed on the train all night, tending a tender tummy. In the circumstance, we climbed off the train from Ahmedabad and fell unwittingly into the greedy grasp of a scoundrel tout. He escorted us to a taxi, loaded us into it, joined us on the ride to our hotel; and opened conversation with the tit-bit, that the ride to our hotel was going to cost 540 rupees. From our previous Mumbai visit, we knew this was nine times the going rate. Of course, the tout did not know we knew this. So, first Penny, and then I, made clear to him that 540 rupees was not
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