Arriving at Mumbai
14.07.2010 - 14.07.2010 28 °C
So.... how to start, where to start!
After eating an overpriced sandwich and yoghurt for Hepzi, followed by some tea while we sat in a coffee bar in Heathrow, we said our goodbyes to Mum and Dad and worked extra hard not to get emotional as they slowly faded into the distance.
Brushing off the solemn emotions, we quickly put our minds to more productive things which at this time was finding Hepzi her camp for the night. Of course Hepzi had laid out a few prerequisites we... well... I had to think about as we walked around for a while finding the perfect place to set up camp while we waited to check in, only the best for Hepzi, not too close to the coffee bar as the music was a little loud, not too close to others as they may be a little loud. We found our perfect place in the corner out of the way near some check ins that were currently closed. We made our camp with our sleeping bags and using the blanket that Mum gave us (which by the way we couldn’t bring ourselves to throw away) and we managed to get some sleep.
After a 9 hour flight, two to three films, some games, some snoring and two in flight curry’s we finally landed in Mumbai’s international airport just after midnight, the rain pouring down.
We were greeted by a sea of taxi drivers all striving for our attention and with previously reading information about con men who work at the airport we turned away two men who actually worked for the hotel we were staying at. We finally found our porter who showed us to the car and our driver.
We waited in the back seat of the taxi while the driver argued with the airport car parking ticket guy with relation to the price of his parking ticket only to find that when he paid, the ticket man gave him the same note back, probably a scam to get the tourists to offer to pay even though the airport parking is free if under a couple of minutes (as in England).
After a short taxi ride we arrived at our hotel, the Anjali Inn which is actually situated in the middle of a slum area and seems to be the only structurally sound building in the street.
It looked like we were about the step into a store cupboard when we realised it was the reception. Our room looked clean but was very small and smelt damp, we checked under the mattress for bed bugs before we could relax.
The first thing Hepzi did was brush her teeth with the water! We consumed Olys ration packs and went to bed.