Friday 24th October - day 62 Goa Finally we arrive in mapusa - straight away its aparent we are in the tropical climate of south india - lush vegitation, huge palm trees and dense tropical forests line the small dirt roads on the way to the hostel - as well as it being hot and ridiculously humid! Jungle hostel, just down an alley off one of the main roads is just a 5 minute walk to vagator beach. We see Alicia whose been here a few days and also sam the new z...

Thursday 23rd October - day 62 Mumbai After getting to bed at like 7am we only surface from bed at 3.30pm and we are l feeling like utter death. No time for the bollywood film so we all get dinner and moap about on the couch until its time for our night bus to goa. The owner tells us she got a phone call this morning telling her - 'your guests are asleep in the street'.. that 4th bottle of rum not feeling so clever now, but thankfully shes laughing about the wh...

Wednesday 22nd October - day 61 Mumbai Pretty exhausted after the past few nights on buses (we actually had a few hours sleep this time) we get back to anjali looking like the walking dead and bum around until our rooms are ready for us. We have some lunch with a guy called til whose a lovely german fashion designer and after some discussion at the hostel about everyones plans for diwali - a bunch of us head out to the beach (majority pf whom are english). Di...

Tuesday 21st October - day 60 Mumbai So yesterday was mainly spent bumming around a shopping centre and eating cake before we took our night bus to Aurangabad to visit the ellora caves. After lots of umming and arring about if its worth the two on the trott 9 hour buses we decide to go. We arrive pretty early, take a rik to the main bus station with two french we met on the bus, and get a local bus easy peasy to the ellora entrance.. only to find its closed on...

Sunday 19th October - day 58 Mumbai After some difficulty locating the hostel after the bus journey, via the metro and a rickshaw driver who has no teeth, we finally arrive at the homestay. We manage a hour chill out on the sofa and then head out to the reality tour of the dharavi slum, via the metro and local trains..once again - that is an experience in itself. Doors dont exsist on the trains and people hang out as its moving for the breeze. As the trains co...