Shocked, Settled, Traveled, Shocked, and Well Fed

Trip Start Jul 15, 2009
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Trip End Jun 01, 2010


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Sunday, April 4, 2010

Our guest house in Mumbai was actually a floor of a building. Five stories up I think.  It was a lot of steps after a day on the streets of the big city.  We shared a taxi with a French guy from the airport into town.  He said that Mumbai  (Bombay) actually reminds him of New York City.  Strangely enough I have to agree with him.  There is a similar feeling on the streets.  A vigilance that one walks with, yet an excitement of a bustling metropolis.  Deals happening everywhere. Art museums,  Art on the streets. Food, food is everywhere and in so many different forms.  Of course, Mumbai, is bursting with people, more than anywhere I have visited in New York.  And the odors.  Of course New York has it's moments, the streets can smell pretty bad.  It doesn't even give contest to some of the smells I have wandered through here in Mumbai.  Our guest house was on the water, well at least within 100 meters of it. 

We were close to the Gate of India.  The port of call of this massive city, created from the trade route on which it stood.



















Something I didn't think about much until we were on the train and headed away from Mumbai was the terrorist attack that occurred there recently in hotels, a restaurant and train station.  Even the renovation that was going on didn't spark my memory of these tragic events.  The Taj Hotel was just a few hundred meters from where we stayed the night.  CST, was the train station from which we departed the city.  A lot of people were killed and injured in these locations. 

I feel strange now, thinking of these events, I watched them on TV along with so many other people from around the world.  Aside from some reconstruction still going on you wouldn't know.  We walked by the Leopold Cafe each day.  We talked to the concierge at the Taj Hotel and we waited for an hour for our train at the CST (Victoria Terminus).  Life goes on, I guess.  What was once a gruesome scene is still a place where tens of thousands of people do business.  I am glad to have not thought about these things while I was there the first time.  When we return for a day or two before heading north, maybe I will take a moment and remember it.  I don't know.  When is it better to move on.  What can we do, to change what has happened but to change what is happening now.  We can only do our best, focus our intention on positive action and respect for all people regardless.  I guess it's also best to have no regrets.  We never know when and where lightning will strike.



We rode the train in Sleeper class.  No a/c class cars had space.  This is unusual I think.  Everyone noticed us.  Some people stared, one guy even asked if we would like him to work out a way for us to move to a higher class seat.  He did so because he was concerned for our comfort.  Of course it wasn't our first choice to ride in this class.  As some people explained to us, once we were out of Mumbai, some people riding in that class may have never seen a foreigner before.  Strange concept to us, we have been in the midst of so many different peoples, It is hard to imagine what it is like to have never seen a foreigner.  So we are inland now. I think the shock, they call culture shock finally hit us.  Strange to happen so late in our journey, but it is true.  No other place is quite like India.  I don't think I can explain culture shock, I am sure there is a definition, but the feeling, the emotion that surrounds it is no less than intense, shocking if you will.  I won't go on about this except to say, we are the strangers in a new place.  We are starred at as if we are somewhere on the edge of not belonging here.  At the same time, it is not a threatening feeling.  We are surrounded by so many friendly people.

Off the main tourist track although still in a tourist area.  Ellora and Ajanta  caves, we will visit this week.  Intense carved from huge rock cliffs these temples are incredible pieces of art and places of worship (Buddhist, Hindu and Jain Temples).

Food continues to be a highlight.  We had a great experience at a Thali restaurant a few hours ago.  We sat down to two empty trays and a barrage of it seemed twenty different waiters filling our plates.  It was impressive the intensity and directness with which we were served.  Oh and the flavors, great.  So many different tastes and within an instant it seemed we were filled.






Things are good. Hope you are well.  Happy Easter.
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Uncle Al on

Mark and Misty -

Happy Easter to you both. ENJOY!!!!!

dromd57 on

To go from denying tragedy to accepting it almost feels like we're inviting it in to our lives.It is a big step.Probably best if we can somehow do it together.

Kelli and Tony on

You both are in our thoughts, safe travels and happy spring. We are missing the annual egg hunt! Love you both!

mistyandmark
mistyandmark on

I'm not sure that I want to invite any tragedy. But what I do know is that a vast majority of people in this world are not terrorists and they condemn violence, especially against "civilians". I have hope that there are enough of us to do something together, to not work toward peace, but to live peacefully now and respect all persons and peoples.

Suffering is a part of human life, terrorism or no terrorism, and also whether we accept it or not, it's that simple. I have to do my best not to regret and must find a way to accept life on life's terms. I think it is important for all of us to learn about that.

Thanks for the comments, I enjoy the dialogue.

Cheers,
Mark

Jeff on

There is no truth in darkness, just the lack of light

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