is not much happening within the last hour since I posted my last entry, but there are a few more pictures ... not all pleasant ...
When Ramona and I haggled a month ago in Pondicherry with the rickshaw drivers to prices, this one gave us a very good price. What we did not know was that his rickshaw was not motorized. The good old man did us pretty tired. As the rose in the pedals! That he was able to smile at the end however, without falling over with a heart attack, was amazing.
What of far looks like a hill on the outskirts of the city is in fact nothing more than a 15-meter-high pile of garbage ... Those who have particularly sharp eyes can see the bottom right of the coarse, brown color space for two, go for walks in this picturesque village ...
Mumbai's biggest mosque at low tide. It is a long walkway connected to the mainland, along the pilgrimage every day thousands of pilgrims and tourists. At high tide, the mosque is like an island in the sea.
Mumbai "Victoria Terminus" station now has an indescribably-yard-long name to the good old Mumbai (Bombay please do not ) Say give back its original place names.
We Praktis in Water Kingdom ... Unfortunately, there are no pictures of the cool water slides, as we do not want to let our cameras lying around freely ...
My neighbors over ... the view from my kitchen (right turn).
... and turned to the left ...
I'm sorry for all the sensitive people among you, but can endure such a sight you have here: the small, dead puppy with the trash swept into the gutter ... a Schlemmermahl for the rats ...
I promise next time there is something better.
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