Not everything faces the streets; sometimes you have to step into little pockets of alleys to enter a cafe or store. The streets teem with taxis; silvery intricately-etched, horse-drawn carriages; motorbikes; sleeping dogs; women walking while balancing large baskets on their heads; men pushing wagons loaded with pipes or bulky packages; bicyclists; food stalls and clothing vendors spilling over sidewalks. And of course, lots and lots of people. Most folks don't use the sidewalks; instead they walk alongside the traffic. Bombay seems to have this sort of scrim over it, a combination of smoke from heavenly-smelling food stalls, incense burning in every stall, exhaust from the taxis and motorbikes, and dust and dirt rising from the roads.
I initially wanted to spend just a few days in Bombay. I wanted to avoid large cities and try to spend more time in the dessert or hill stations. But I have to say, I'm rather drawn to Bombay--the energy and crazy rhythm.
And, well, it's difficult to leave after having staked out my favorite cafes. I mean really, the food here kicks ass. The best part is you can eat like a little piggie for less than $3! Scandalous.
3 comments:
Sounds like there is plenty to see and do there!
scandalous it is!
now I will have the most difficult time convincing you to get Indian for lunch with me after your trip... and your constant reminder/comments on the quality of NYC Indian foods. hmmpf.
looking forward to it ;)
ric, there certainly is plenty to do and see...and luckily, lots of places with ac!
ky, just bad spelling...but wouldn't it be wonderful to walk in a land called Bread Pudding and swim in Mango Ocean?
g-unit, you know you won't have any trouble convincing me to get ANY lunch. but if we get Indian, I promise to keep my comments to myself. facial expressions, on the other hand... ;)
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