We arrived in Mumbai after midnight. I craned my neck to see the sights and sounds of this foreign city, but my travel fatigue had another idea... I gave in to sleep to get my body clock familiar with Mumbai time...
Five hours later, we awoke to see construction and fog outside our window. Bummer, I thought, I just want to dive in and get a feel for this new foreign city. And, dive in we did, starting with a tour of Mumbai.
|Our guide, Lakshmi Kishore, has a smile that never fades.|
We began by checking out the Dhobi Ghat area, which is, essentially an outdoor commercial laundromat, serving the needs of Mumbai hotels, etc.
Families have built their own washers (wells) and dryers (clothes lines) ~ passing this laundry business down from generation to generation.
Different families work as one; there is a coding system in place to divide all the laundry and processes. A fascinating business model that only these workers understand.
From there, we went to the Gandhi Museum, which was his friend's house, where he frequently stayed in Mumbai, and also where he was arrested:
The temple is a bright and bustling placed, filled with energetic people, prayer, music and smiles:
We strolled through the hanging gardens, spotting vultures circling the Towers of Silence, at the edge of the park. Lakshmi explained that these towers are owned by the Parsi, people originally from Iran who follow the Zoroastrian faith that migrated to India.
They believe the elements of earth, water, wind and fire to be sacred, so to lay their dead to rest they place the bodies in the Towers of Silence to be picked clean by vultures.
|The Gateway is a towering reception hall built for the visit of George V and Queen Mary in 1911 (though it was not completed until years later.)|
Now, we rest for tomorrow we're hopping a boat to Elephanta Island. Stay tuned...
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