My first day in India
So, im writing in english.
After a long flyingtrip we arrive at mumbais airport. And i kind of get a clue how the ideal indian men and womans look like. I started uncompfortble when me and my dad where walking towards the taxi, i weared a skirt and showed my legs, all the men are wathing and the womans are just looking down at me. I would rather been popular around the womans.
So anyway we got some help from a beardy man to find our taxi (it was many of them) and he's knocking at the taxi where our driver was sleeping, but he woke up really quickly. And now we are going to our guesthouse caled MPT Guesthouse. But the driver was having problems finding it, he drived to the trainstation but after that we kept going around in circles and asking for directon. All the driving, looking out the window gave me an introduction to India.
It was about 6 am and I just saw a lot of things. I saw palmtrees, bushes. People were up started working, they walked beside the road with bags over their heads and backs. They were packing some kind of big bamboo sticks on a weagon pulled by cows, big cows! They sorted news papers on the street, and women were in a truck. A lot of workers , some of them kids. I saw people sleeping at the street. Wild cats chasing mouses and so much more. The room we got was really nice, not exactly luxury but fine. we sleeped to one o clock (indian time) we ate toast with scrambled eggs and coffee and tea. Now we are moving on. Bye!
After a long flyingtrip we arrive at mumbais airport. And i kind of get a clue how the ideal indian men and womans look like. I started uncompfortble when me and my dad where walking towards the taxi, i weared a skirt and showed my legs, all the men are wathing and the womans are just looking down at me. I would rather been popular around the womans.
So anyway we got some help from a beardy man to find our taxi (it was many of them) and he's knocking at the taxi where our driver was sleeping, but he woke up really quickly. And now we are going to our guesthouse caled MPT Guesthouse. But the driver was having problems finding it, he drived to the trainstation but after that we kept going around in circles and asking for directon. All the driving, looking out the window gave me an introduction to India.
It was about 6 am and I just saw a lot of things. I saw palmtrees, bushes. People were up started working, they walked beside the road with bags over their heads and backs. They were packing some kind of big bamboo sticks on a weagon pulled by cows, big cows! They sorted news papers on the street, and women were in a truck. A lot of workers , some of them kids. I saw people sleeping at the street. Wild cats chasing mouses and so much more. The room we got was really nice, not exactly luxury but fine. we sleeped to one o clock (indian time) we ate toast with scrambled eggs and coffee and tea. Now we are moving on. Bye!
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