Under the full moon light, their day is your night.
You lose 10 hours by the bright of the sun.
Five hour layovers, worse than your 1st hangover.
Immigration, customs and baggage claim baggage.
Herded like cattle to hurry up and wait.
The larger the legs, the longer the lag and before you know it your jet black Pegasus has sprouted another limb...thanks to rainy weather in Dubai or re-routing to Mumbai.
And maybe somehow, three days from now, your brain might catch up with your eyes?
The first full day in Mumbai brought back a lot of memories from the streets of Fajara, The Gambia. Birds are vocal, streets are active and trees are tall and fruity. People were less aggressive than I was expecting, which was a nice surprise! I am so happy to be here and so grateful to be experiencing this culture for the first time with friends. Mysore am yoga...check. Or pm? I don't think I'll be able to tell the difference for a while.
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