After 20 hours of flying through 10 different time zones, I finally made it to Mumbai, India, early on the morning of May 13, 2011. After some trouble with baggage, I came outside of the airport at around 3 am. The glasses I was wearing instantly fogged up from the humidity as I took my first step outside of the Indian airport. I met my cousin, who lives with his mother, wife, and two kids in Worli in Mumbai soon after, and he drove me to his place, where I would stay for the next day and a half.
Driving to Worli from the airport, there were quite a few cars on the road, despite being 3 am. The weather was hot and humid, and the streets smelt and were not nearly as clean as those in the United States.
After arriving at my cousin's place, I was given a mattress to sleep on. They had window A/C units in all three of their bedrooms. I was extremely happy that this was the case because A/C units are a rarity in India. After taking a shower upon arrival, I cranked up the A/C and fell asleep almost immediately as I had hardly slept in 30 hours.
Driving to Worli from the airport, there were quite a few cars on the road, despite being 3 am. The weather was hot and humid, and the streets smelt and were not nearly as clean as those in the United States.
After arriving at my cousin's place, I was given a mattress to sleep on. They had window A/C units in all three of their bedrooms. I was extremely happy that this was the case because A/C units are a rarity in India. After taking a shower upon arrival, I cranked up the A/C and fell asleep almost immediately as I had hardly slept in 30 hours.
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