Boy, do I feel some pressure writing this post! A friend I made on my first trip to Dubai (that’s you, Jean!) is a blogger and a writer and adores Mumbai! So I offer a disclaimer right now that I don’t write like Jean ❤
My dad has been living and working in Mumbai, India, for the past few years, and I have been ever so fortunate to get to visit him there twice, most recently last summer. I’m not going to lie — I really love Mumbai!
I love the alive feel of it. There are so many people and there is always so much activity — the city is alive at all times of the day and night. I love waking up in the middle of the night and hearing the car horns. I even got to where I loved the traffic — because sitting in traffic affords the opportunity to look around at everything, and there is just so much to see!
There is beauty and sadness in Mumbai. You can look at the city and see all the stray dogs and all the poverty and all the poor people on the streets and all the dirt and garbage and think there can’t be beauty. But you would be so wrong. Because there are colors, colors everywhere! The buildings, the trucks, the clothes, the faces of the people.
Being in Mumbai made me feel alive and vibrant. Maybe that is what it is like to live in a big city. I loved being surrounded by people and activity and life all the time. I thought visiting Mumbai would be a once in a lifetime opportunity, but I was lucky enough to be able to be there twice.
Enjoy some of the pictures I took!
You must definitely read Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts. Fabulous book on Mumbai.
Mumbai isn’t somewhere I’ve ever really thought of visiting. I love your blog’s name 🙂