It took 90mins to get from the airport to the hotel because traffic was bad! But Indian drivers have a fantastic spatial awareness in the traffic. Any little gap, on any side will do. It was while we were hurtling through crowded Mumbai traffic, that we devised the simple rules all road user must all conform too.

Two legs is bettered by any wheeled vehicle; bikes are bettered by anything more than two wheels, motorbikes and rickshaws fight it out together; where motorbikes can get in, and out, of the traffic, rickshaws can carry more; four wheels beats anything with less and anything with more than four wins. But then again, sheer volume counts for a lot in this game! As does taking a gap and getting there first! Mumbai traffic from the airport takes a lot of getting used to! Sometimes you could literally reach out touch another driver! Sometimes it is best just to close your eyes and hum a little tune to while away the miles!

Here in Mumbai, the little yellow and black TATA taxis are so numerous, they seem to grow little a fungus in the dark. The weather certainly helps. Mumbai is damp and dank. Yes, we were there during the monsoon. But the fact that buildings are dark with mould and damp and oozing filth means that there can't be time when it is ever dry. I think that Mumbai just experiences different degrees of dampness!

Mumbai has a very curious mix of building styles. On one side of the Maidan are buildings that rival Hogwarts. Across the Maidan (a central open area where cricket is played and could be deemed the middle of southern Mumbai city) is a swath of buildings that would not look out of place on Miami's South Beach. If you know your styles them you would recognize everything from Gothic through to Neo-Classical to Art Deco! Just factor in the damp and hey presto, you have Mumbai. But there is certainly more than just these buildings. There are three cricket stadiums; they are cricket crazy here!

The architecture reflects a rich and deep history that this city has had with the world. It is a place where traders have made land through the centuries. The most recent being the British (hence why a lot of the architecture looks like it belongs in 19th century Britain) and with the Portuguese not long before them.But like any trading nation, there are always the haves and the have-nots and the whole spectrum of those who are either haves, or have-nots, depending on who is buying.

There are slums a plenty in Mumbai and not that far from the new-rich are the old-poor. Walking the streets of Mumbai reveals different characteristics at each turn. One street is abject poverty and the other seems to be relatively well off.

It was while we wondered the streets, after a stroll on the famous Chowpatty Beach, that we eventually found the house of Ghandi. It was here that he resided while he was in Mumbai. And it was here that he discussed, planned with other Indian leaders of the time. But his was a path of passive resistance that eventually led to India's independence. Going through the house-now museum is like a tiny glimpse into so great a life and the effect it had on millions!

Assassination was always something that his critics would try, and he knew it. When it did eventually happen, it is said that he bowed to his assassin with God's name upon his lips and he in heart. He truly lived out his philosophical thinking and religion. Ghandi was somebody that deserved the title of "Great Soul".