With Karen volunteering on a farm outside Jaipur, I had Mumbai to myself, so I headed for the touristy Colaba and Fort areas. My goal: discover the Best of Bombay. It must be here somewhere. Step over that pile of garbage… ah, there’s an ornate building. Venture down an unmarked street… hey, there’s a renowned museum. Dodge that recklessly-driven taxi… and come upon a historic arch.
My Anglophile friend Henry pointed out that all the ornate buildings and monuments I circled in my guidebook were built by the Brits. Wait a minute, did I come halfway around the world to look at a bunch of British stuff?! Judging from these pix, yes I did.
Never fear, it’s not all cricket and crumpets. The more Indian side of Mumbai is coming up.