Ah pizza, chips (real chips), coffee, pasta, meat such glorious meat, juicy tasty steak (with chips) and gravy, not curry sauce, not spicy water, gravy. Mumbai, India's powerhouse and home of more second hand books than you could shake an uncomfortably sized stick at is the furthest south in India we planned to go and we're very glad we came. After the staring and discomfort of Ahmedabad (see previous) Mubai was much appreciated. Yes we're still strangers and attract looks, points and 'hellos' relentlessly, but in Mumbai it always has a air of friendliness and genuine curiosity about the world outside India. Mumbai is what India wants to be and where India is heading. They even stop at red lights! As we shuttled all over the city trying to see the sights, shop (Duncan) and eat
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