Hi there to all who love travel.
I just called my Mum from a small booth in the street and am now squeezed in to a small room comtaining 8 computers both sides - in India where space is a premium, squashed is not part of the vocabulary.

Bombay has the most concentrated population of all the cities in the world and the noise level is always on high. The trip from the airport took an hour in a taxi and it felt like the dodgem car ride at Luna Park. Our driver was fearless fly and went up the inside outside and I just couldnt look.This went on and on with constant horn hooting and a cacophany of different hoots.

My mouth fell when we started to see the slums which are set up on the footpath. People live in what we in Australia would call a "dunny" with a tarp roof -that's of course if they are lucky.

We got up and looked out of our hotel window and saw two bodies in a bundle on the driveway opposite. This morning we walked to a breakfast place and outside on the pavement was a bundle, covered in flies, with a little bit of black hair sticking out.

This is very sad indeed and makes us even more grateful to be in Australia.


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