Dirty street water in my mouth. Ew.
Tuesday 2 October 2012 - Tuesday 2 October 2012
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Very few holy cows, and I still don't understand people saying that the smell would kill us. OK, it doesn't smell like roses, but what city does, really?
Other adventure: I almost lost consciousness in a traffic jam last night due to over-inhalations of exhaust fumes, and I was also greeted by some dirty street water splashing from a passing “auto” (how they call “rickshaws” here). Can you believe that, even in a car (with the window open, but still!), a passing vehicle splashes so much that I actually got some dirty street water in my face (and probably some droplets in my MOUTH)? It's been nearly 24 hours now, so if any harm had to come from this, I think it would already be felt. Yay for that.
We also went shopping to some Indian stores to try to get some clothes without having to go to a tailor. MAJOR FAIL. I see chubby Indian ladies everywhere, yet, where do they find their clothes? Big question, no answer for the moment. Only one observation: chubby = saree (the long piece of clothes they wrap to make a skirt then throw on their shoulder), skinny = kurti (the long tunic worn with pants).
We booked our plane tickets to Goa – because trains have to be booked so long in advance that we missed our chance to get tickets – and just between the time I got my ticket and we went back online to get Sou's, the price almost doubled! Darn.