After a surprisingly good nights sleep we woke up with only a couple of hours left of the journey, but without the usual "the next station is … " found on the Leeds train, we had no idea when we had to get off. We soon found that Indian people are very friendly and a couple of guys told us where to get off. We then had our first experience of an auto- rickshaw which took us to Panjim bus station. When Rachael finally finished throwing up we boarded...

9 hours later and Tom crying as his TV set on the plane didn't work! We arrive in Mumbai (11.45 local time) its not raining!! We have lots of forms to fill in for immigration and then we collect our baggage. So far so good. As we had 10 hours to kill before our night train to Goa, we took our lives in our hands and jumped in a taxi to the only place we know, the Taj Mahal Hotel in Colaba. We soon found the journey was madness and whoever honked their horn the lou...