Coincidentally so, and my
suspicions tend to some foul play being involved, number one suspect
being Matty, my girlfriend Rebecca, who has been travelling India for 3
weeks with her friend Lauren, flew into Mumbai only 7 hours before
me. So I had a welcoming party of Rebecca to greet me walking out of
the airport. Laurens parents were in Mubai at this time and so Rebecca
and Lauren were able to stay with them at the Grand Hyatt a short
distance from the airport. As jealous as I was of this, Laurens parents
treated me as one of their own and while I stayed at sweet, cheap
little backpacker's 20 min away I joined them frequently for lavish
meals and tourist trips around Mumbai.
Mumbai is far and above the
craziest place I've ever been. Huge immaculate skyscrapers mix with
messy slums only a handful of meters away. The suitably dressed
businessmen stroll past amputees, beggars and the homeless on the
streets and traffic is at all times, except from 12am - 7am, at a
standstill. Not to mention it is very, very expensive