Not a chance! The coach was horrific, We wouldn't even let the dog use it as a bed!

We stayed at the Salvation Army- £3.50 each a night in a dorm with no AC, next door to the taj palace, which at first the location seemed great but soon you realise that the non stop horns are a constant nightmare! Breakfast was s***, the fact we had to be in by 12 was s*** and it was just s***! The price was the only positive.

We went straight to the gateway to india and it was amazing! At the back we jumped onto a boat and set sail to Elephanta island and had a long sticky day in the sun. The caves with all the carvings were something else. We tested our bargaining skills even more and picked up three wise monkey carvings; hear no, see no evil things- something to add to our front room!

We had a great dinner, and after dinner realised we missed out on the most amazing street food in Mumbai as it doesn't get going till 8ish. The street was rammed with locals after they finished work, but our posh night was a well needed break from our hostel!

The following morning, we had a dilemma; a city tour, or a slum tour, but we managed to get it all thrown in for 3000 rupees (£30ish)! Our driver was great and clearly knew his s***. The laundry system was like a classic car running perfectly, even though it looks like madness, it's fair to say we bloody loved it! A short drive later we were at the fisherman village, another well run machine, although the fish looked like they were cooked before even making it to market!

The highlights of Mumbai however, have to be the legend himself M.K Ghandi and the slums. The museum we visited in his honour was a rollercaster of emotions related to his life battles and ups and down. We were hooked and bought his autobiography and a collection of stamps to frame!

The slums... Sinead wasn't too sure at first but with a guide it was crazy beautiful. We visited the biggest slums in the world, Dharavi slums. It houses around 60% of Mumbai's population, around 2 million people. From untouchables, to taxi drivers, shop owners, office workers, the list is endless. There was so much organisation and order. They were cleaner than most places we visited in Rajasthan. The river that wound around it however was just a massive dumping ground, a sea of rubbish and sewage, yuck! We visited different parts of the slums, most were sectioned into factories/living areas. We saw leather factories, sweat shops, pottery factories. All within this area that we thought was going to be so dirty and a mass of carnage, we couldn't have been more wrong. Everyone was so happy to see us and welcomed us into their sweat shops and homes. Admittedly some more hospitable then others!

Slums done our last two stops are Crawford market and Queen Victoria station.
The market is hectic, it has four sections- bird section, fruit and veg, meat and miscellaneous (junk) section.
The fruit and veg was amazing so many colours and the mass of produce was incredible. I didn't like the bird section (those who know me will know why) but the bird section was a huge pet shop (mainly birds thou). Turkeys, ducks, bunnies, kittens, puppies. All trapped in the tiniest cages :,( We managed to get a few puppies out for 5 minutes for some fresh air but it was really heartbreaking. I asked Brad if we could have them all shipped home, he was keen and tried to work out the logistics of it for about 30 seconds, then said no, sternly! The pug was beaut though!

We are off to Goa now, yes on another bloody sleeper bus, this one I hope is better, we need sleep! No more coaches after this.

See ya all on the beach- just heard it is the Indian hols so we will blend in!