Mumbai…a place to live in
Spending 25 days in Mumbai made me realize that it is really the place to live in.
Transportation is very easy, even it takes long to come from one place to the other, but that’s cause Mumbai is so huge, but otherwise you are not bored at all while traveling. Usually you take a rickshaw and that’s experience like being in Disney park:) As the road are not perfect…you just jump all the time(I ate in rickshaw just once, and never after … hahaha, cause it is like eating on roundabout). The best is that when you are taking rickshaw you say the place you want to go…and either the rickshaw guy will be silent and move just a bit with his head = meaning that you should get on, or the guy will start speaking in Hindi = meaning never sit, cause he is not sure where to go, but he would love to take you around:)
Then you usually take a bus…that’s another experience. You have to be careful cause the number of the bus is written on side at the back of the bus (in front it is in Hindi) and you need to act fast:) Bus comes and you just jump on as fast as you can, then you say to the conductor where you want to go and give him money (he will be speaking to you again in Hindi, and he usually doesn’t understand English). So if you ask him to tell you when you should get down…he will answer five sentences in Hindi…so then you just gave up and start asking people around you…it takes time till you find a person who speaks English, but as you ask so many people everyone on bus knows where the white girl wants to get down, so you don’t need to worry that you will miss your stop, cause when approaching all people around you will start shouting at you the name of the bus stop:)
Then you usually take a train…. Mumbai’s trains are world known btw:) It does not really matter if it is rush hour or not, cause it is always packed, the funny thing is that you can buy on train whatever you wish…necklaces, whatever for your hair, some small stuff for your kitchen, food, snacks. Woman sing on train….it is real fun.
So even though you travel about hour and half to your work... It is good fun, and you are never bored:)
City is so diverse!! You can find the most beautiful buildings and slums next to it. In case your umbrella breaks or your shoes are not good, you can have it repaired in few minutes on streets. You find people from different religions, different origins, social status, different amount of salary…muslim woman covered in black, Buddhist monk, poor mum feeding small kid, beggars without legs or hands.
Somewhere I read that India has a special smell...before coming I didn’t know what to imagine under that “special smell” and now I know… It is hard to describe, cause the first day you take it as stench, the second day you get used to it, and I guess when you are leaving you start loving it:) and when you come back to your home country you miss it.
I think that people here are more relaxed, better businessman… they can sell you anything, their marketing strategies are just awesome and sweet…I love it!
Someone told me that people in India are more helpful...well…not on fully packed train:)there you can be even slapped or thrown out of the train.
Transportation is very easy, even it takes long to come from one place to the other, but that’s cause Mumbai is so huge, but otherwise you are not bored at all while traveling. Usually you take a rickshaw and that’s experience like being in Disney park:) As the road are not perfect…you just jump all the time(I ate in rickshaw just once, and never after … hahaha, cause it is like eating on roundabout). The best is that when you are taking rickshaw you say the place you want to go…and either the rickshaw guy will be silent and move just a bit with his head = meaning that you should get on, or the guy will start speaking in Hindi = meaning never sit, cause he is not sure where to go, but he would love to take you around:)
Then you usually take a bus…that’s another experience. You have to be careful cause the number of the bus is written on side at the back of the bus (in front it is in Hindi) and you need to act fast:) Bus comes and you just jump on as fast as you can, then you say to the conductor where you want to go and give him money (he will be speaking to you again in Hindi, and he usually doesn’t understand English). So if you ask him to tell you when you should get down…he will answer five sentences in Hindi…so then you just gave up and start asking people around you…it takes time till you find a person who speaks English, but as you ask so many people everyone on bus knows where the white girl wants to get down, so you don’t need to worry that you will miss your stop, cause when approaching all people around you will start shouting at you the name of the bus stop:)
Then you usually take a train…. Mumbai’s trains are world known btw:) It does not really matter if it is rush hour or not, cause it is always packed, the funny thing is that you can buy on train whatever you wish…necklaces, whatever for your hair, some small stuff for your kitchen, food, snacks. Woman sing on train….it is real fun.
So even though you travel about hour and half to your work... It is good fun, and you are never bored:)
City is so diverse!! You can find the most beautiful buildings and slums next to it. In case your umbrella breaks or your shoes are not good, you can have it repaired in few minutes on streets. You find people from different religions, different origins, social status, different amount of salary…muslim woman covered in black, Buddhist monk, poor mum feeding small kid, beggars without legs or hands.
Somewhere I read that India has a special smell...before coming I didn’t know what to imagine under that “special smell” and now I know… It is hard to describe, cause the first day you take it as stench, the second day you get used to it, and I guess when you are leaving you start loving it:) and when you come back to your home country you miss it.
I think that people here are more relaxed, better businessman… they can sell you anything, their marketing strategies are just awesome and sweet…I love it!
Someone told me that people in India are more helpful...well…not on fully packed train:)there you can be even slapped or thrown out of the train.
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