Bombastic

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So I went to India last week.




After many hours flight and some fitful sleep I hit the streets of Mumbai early on Sunday morning. On cue a wandering holy man offered both a blessing and a suggested amount to donate as gratitude for said blessing. That ain't no bhindi, muthafucka:



I spent the balance of Sunday staggering around this intense megalopolis. As the day wore on, it was less overwhelming.

The next day I was ready for the streets, and enjoyed a private tour of town (cost: $AU20). I got to see where a signficant portion of the the micro-economy--in the form of "laundry out" services--took place:



My hotel--Shelley's--was on the inner harbour; the tour included a stop on the Arabian Sea side of the peninsula:



Another highlights was the Jain temple, whose ornate structure really made me smile:



The next day was my day trip to Elephanta Island. The boatride offered a lovely view of the Gateway of India and the Taj Mahal Hotel:



On Elephanta itself, there was both infantile monkey masturbation



And the sort of family scene all-too-often advertised in spam



Still, the stone carvings in the temple were pretty kewl. Ganesh holds a particularly dear place in my heart:



By the time I got back to my hotel I was in need of a cold one. Sadly, there was not more Coke to be had, so the local substitute would have to do:



Shame they couldn't afford the b . . .

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[danbearnyc.livejournal.com]

You're probably right. I probably am mixing them. I read about them back in high school as a freshman (please don't ask how far back), and while I was always interested I never looked into them further.