Mumbai, first experiences

March 1st
I just realized what we are doing or what I am doing, it is quite amazing. At this moment we are in our way to our next destination. The words “grazie” and “prego” are in the back. In front a strange language is spoken by a couple, I imagine is the same language we will hear for the next three weeks. At my left that language again and at my right an open international newspaper with a headline about Israel. Soon we will see a boring movie and I won’t be able to sleep for the noise of the engines that keep us in the air.



March 2nd
We are at the University of Mumbai. We already passed our first experience, taking the train in Sion Station. We were divided in men and women, so my three partners were separated from me. The train arrived; I went in, one hundred people fighting each other to get inside a wagon very small.